Arabian Swindler

The walk back to the ship help Dejen ‘friend’ get a bit better, although he still felt ice could help a lot more. He noticed changelings moving in the air, probably to gather the treasure as the Striped helped filled in to Tatsu of the ship, and more importantly who's in his ‘Clan’. He filled her in about Debt, and with both Miko and Felix being who they are, while he explained a bit of the changelings, Asha, and everybody he could think of in the ship that were in a sense, important to know ahead of time.

She gave mostly nods along the way, hardly speaking all that much. Though she made it clear her goal was to check up on the Twins first, and inform them of her new given life. It was something she seemed very keen to do, though she did request the sheath to her blade be given back. Mostly yo make sure it didn’t stay left out.

Note to self, find the sheath in the treasure room, it was probably left there by accident. thought the Stripe, as he saw the ship ahead, and said. “There it is Tatsu, the Innovation Rise. one of it’s kinds you can say.” then as the two were walking up the docking bay, he added. “Wonder where Mercy is,” but stopped as he heard a sweet giggle.

“Why, right here.” getting him to look at a beaming changeling queen, walking to him as she said in joy. “You did it Dejen...you somehow got my voice back after all these years... “ then latched onto him in a tight hug as she said in his ear. “Thank you.” he gave a smile, hugging her tightly back as for a brief moment, he enjoyed this moment. Or at least until she let go, then looked at Tatsu as she focused on the silvery Kitsune, looking her up and down as a sudden squeeze on his shoulder made him worried as she asked in a calm manner.

“Dejen. Who’s this?” Uh oh. was the Striped thoughts as he replied.

“This is Tatsu, you know the ...ghost that inhabited the blade I was the Keeper of?” getting her to pause and glance to the Kitsune once more.

“Ghost. I see she’s alive again...I’m guessing this is due to that...odd fox thing that showed up?” seeing him nodded as she hum a bit, then question to Tatsu as she let go of the Striped, standing before the Kitsune, noting tingle of approval at his actions to Mercy, but indifferent otherwise and asked. “And I am guessing you are by my King side is because he is guiding you to Bina and Bakari?”

The woman nodded and gave a bow, and spoke with slight cleavage showing. “Indeed, Mercy-san. Dejen-Dono is showing me my clansmen before I find clothes and will begin my service as his Blade.”

Already noting the ‘dono’ after his name, and implication of a Blade, she asked. “You say that my Stripe is a dono, and serving him as his blade. Are you serving Dejen as a honor-bound guard for him like Debt is out of owing him your life, Tatsu-san?” already learning a bit of honorifics during her time of talking of those in that Herno village while waiting for the possessed former idiot. As she can tell one doesn’t call another ‘dono’ with no reason.

Raising up and having a steady gaze, Tatsu told, “He is the head to your Clan, is he not? You are by extension his wife. While I am under his service for giving back life into a body that is once more given to myself, I will not have quarrels serving as your aid. I have a length of understanding of your position as his second to the Clan.”

Giving a slight nod, Mercy said. “You may need to explain a bit in detail of Kitsune customs of these matters, we rarely met or know of Kitsune, so perhaps you can explain on such matters.” then added to Dejen. “I will lead her to the twins, Dejen. I believe you are needed to find the right garbs for her.” then added. “As well as gathering right materials in term armor.”

The Striped gained the hint as smile and said. “Alright Mercy, I’ll see you later, see you later too Tatsu.” turning to walk off as when the male was out of earshot, she remarked to Tatsu.

“I do not know how much you gather from him, but Stripes are a lot different from diamond dogs or other species, Tatsu.”

With a glance, she told with a tone of respect, “He once kept watch over my Blade, Mercy-san. I know that he is unlike any normal Diamond dog of the earth.” Keeping it rather simple as that. “My Debt to him is out of honor and nothing more. He has overdone his end of the deal, so I must correct it to the best of my skill.”

“That I can believe. It is something I can understand to an extent.” then glance up to her as she remarked. “But unlike Debt, who freely serves him out of loyalty, a life debt can be easily paid back by saving his life, Tatsu. I merely wish to understand how the Kitsune views such things, mostly due to lacking the knowledge of it.”

Giving a nod, Tatsu soon said, “It is a measure of worth.” Only pausing to think it through before explaining. “While to many, the debt is paid once the serving saves their served, we of Kitsune serve as long as we think it is worth. If we feel that the repayment is worth our death, we serve until death. If we feel that it is a set of situations that mount to the same worth, than we shall do that. If the way to repay is to give our bodies to them in throes of pleasure, we shall do it the amount we deem necessary.” She placed a hand to herself and said, “I will fight, spy, aid and defend Dejen-Dono’s clan until a time I see that I have repaid my debt. Be it saving a life he orders I save, or years of service.”

Giving a hum, she took all that information in as she said. “So it’s until you felt you paid enough of the debt.” then nodded as she said. “I see…” then joked as she began walking in guiding her. “Although I doubt you will need to do the last in ‘throes of pleasure’ when he has me and Windy to do that job.”

“I would see it as a shame of his Honor if he did so otherwise.” Tatsu told with a certain level of seriousness only felt in her emotions. “Even if I were not bound by obligation of my clans extinction and could give my body to him, it would be a dishonor on himself to use my body when he knows he already two wives he devoted himself to.”

Glancing to the mare, Tatsu slightly smiled. “I am not of clean hands. I have seduced a fair number of males that had wives and bedded many. But I still find no excuse for such lust and greed for the flesh. It is a great shame of what they truly are.”

Snorting in amusement, Mercy told in certainty. “You’re in luck, he rather jump out of a window than do something like that.” she however added in knowing. “But I understand, of not being of cleanliness. I can say that I did what I need for my Hive before I met him. Seduction and bedding for food and preservation is a need at times.” then admitted. ”although now is...different you can say. Mostly out of devotion to him. I can’t do what I used to do, mostly because I know it would hurt him harshly.”

“I would not know.” Told Tatsu simply. “I was never devoted to a single man.” Then narrowed her eyes. “Not that will remain so for long. I will need to seek a Kitsune to revive my clan.” Then turned to Mercy to tell, “I might accept my role as part of your clan, seeing as you have my Clan’s adopted heirs in your ship. But even then, I would insist that I uphold my clan's honor to revive its bloodline by Kitsune heritage.”

“On that I can understand. You do need to revive it’s bloodline somehow.” said the changeling queen, leading her to Asha room, where the twins were at as she warned. “However it might take time, even more so when our Clan head is Racky, or ‘crazy’ in another term.” rolling her eyes as she told on. “High risks comes with Stripes apparently, they either do it their all or not. So it might take time until you find the one you seek for reviving the bloodline.”

Pausing at the door, Tatsu told with a level of firm resolve, “If I must seduce a man to impregnate me so I can bare at least a child to carry on my role if Death were to take me away again? Than I can take peace in the knowledge my Clan’s bloodline lives on a bit longer and possibly grow.” Eventually moving to the door that more or less opened on it’s own, Asha giving a greeting to the newcomer before the door once more closed.

Mercy took that in as she turned and walked away as she thought. Perhaps I can suggest to her of Susumu? But on the other hoof, she might find a different male. It is hard to say at the very least. still, she figures that despite the sudden appearance of the vixen, Tatsu held some honor, Mercy took in the knowledge that the vixen won’t try to seduce her male. Only serving him until she felt the debt was paid.

She however spoke in the Swarm mind. My children, how long until all the treasures beside the artifact is taken? there was a quick response by one. About three more hours, my Queen. she let out an approval feeling enter through the mind as she said. Good, keep up the good work my children. As Mercy trot o, she felt a smile on her lips, as despite the scar on her neck still...she was able to speak. To talk, to hum, to sing-- to do anything she wanted with her voice. After so long of not having one…

She almost forgot the sound of her own voice.

To say that Bina and Bikari were happy was an understatement. Tatsu had not left the two’s side after her revival, more or less talking to the vixen like she was some older sister. The sight alone had left Ahsa in a good mood even as the ship rose and left for a Opnehu temple she had helpfully pointed them towards.

That was to say, not everything was smooth. Miko had told that she planned to once more leave and go out into the field once more. To seek more treasure, find more info and anything else she could. Felix in contrast seemed interested to stay a bit longer before considering leaving.

And that was not the only problem, a day in and Susumu found himself always staring at the Kunoichi that eyed him much like any opposing kitsune form a different village did. The tension between the two was always palpable for those aware of it, and it was obvious that both regarded the other as if they might be a threat to the other.

It was something everyone was trying to get used to. Even more Dejen as he tried to just take his mind off of that with watching the land roll by and the ship sail onwards, Asha watching the world below. The silence was thankful, and so were the winnings of their last exploration. It told him that Miko really did rank in the gold when she found something worth following.

Although the gold we got? Seem to be a bit more than what was expected, at least from what she knew. thought the Striped, working on a small idea he had as he works on a blueprint, while he knew he had his crossbow, his tricks, and hidden blades? He lack actual firepower. He lacks a way to be on an even edge without his main weapon or knives. So the sketch a bit on the idea, feeling Windy laying in his lap as she relaxed in it.

He was honestly glad for the silence...although he knew that Mercy was ecstatic in finding out he was fertile again, and was planning on when to get him alone without too much to worry about. Specifically to get him more changelings in their Hive, which was going to take time. A lot of it with everything that is going on. He glance to look up, seeing Debt and Port working at the wheel as he thought.

No pirates, no slavers, no Hunters-- and best of all no tension of the two Kitsune eyeing the other for who knows how long. I say things are going well so far… he glanced down to his designed blueprint, seeing a weapon he knew of, and practice something similar of it-- but knew it was going to take a lot of time, research and work to craft. Especially on both ammunition and making sure it actually works.

Asha mostly basked in the sun like she normally did, though had an added navigation job to find this special Opnehu Temple. A place of supposed monks.

Though the lioness soon flicked an ear and lifted her head with an alert nature. The action being very easy for others to spot and see. For a while, Asha seemed to watch before herself before adeptly standing. “Debt, stop!” And like that, the ship jerked to a stop while their mystic stood and started on ahead for a moment… then bristled, hackles raiding along with a warning growl.

Dejen rolled up his blueprint, with Windy opening an eye as she raised her head in alertness. The gnoll and pony glance back, one in focus of her words, the other in mixed confusion of why they were stopping. However Dejen pressed the comm and told. “Everyone. We might have a problem. Prepare for battle stations, Asha is growling.”

“Move!” Asha shouted not moments later, and with a jerk, the ship was on the sudden move. It soon became very clear why the warning was given though. Those on the bridge watched a cannonball sail near the ship, but miss due to the last moment move. Like a sprung trap, ships began to come out of hiding, frigates from the jungle and intercept errs form clouded with a few warships. The most concerning sight was the largest ship flanked by two warships by its sides. A ship that just about matched the size of their own, about her battleship. Not having a flag that flew a flag of a certain slaver ring.

“Maltar lackeys found us, be ready to open fire!” told Dejen as he said. “Debt, get us out of here!” he glanced around as he went on on the comms. “Rah-Rah, we’re going to need to fire with the small cannons to make an opening, or at least make them have trouble hitting us. Hit the interceptors and warships. Get everyone in the cannons to fire at the smaller ships so they won’t set raiding parties! We need to make sure they don’t get in!”

Over the radio he could hear the rabbit shouting out, “Alright, you heard him! Gibb’s, start loading ammo with your crew! Sharly start that aiming so we can fire! You, get over here and help with managing this!” Though while the their Battleship moved forwards, the frigate's rose all the mor and the interceptors moved to circle them. All the while the enemy’s Battleship moved, it’s two escorting warship’s keeping to its sides.

Asha’s growls only got louder, and she spoke, “We need to move faster!” And while Debt did so, the many ships fired. The four Interceptors flew around swiftly, cannon fire raining all around as the six much smaller frigates tried to keep to the ship’s blind spots-- though the many cannons were easily deturn them off. What made Dejen really bothered, was the battleship before them. Cannon’s fired as the thing sent shots to snipe at them, the balls of iron hitting on the hull with powerful thuds.

A frown on his face as he felt Windy tense on his lap, he moved a hand to ease her with a back rub. Calming both of them down as he thought. How did they find us so fast? Tracks? Spies? Leads? How and when did they found us? Unless they were after the wish granting artifact too? Maybe, would slightly explain them coming here-- but if they weren’t? How did they track us to our exact position?

Another part of him worried that the ship, despite it’s mixture of titanium holding off the iron balls of cannons, won’t last forever if the enemy got a lucky shot. Granted this was good practice against the fleets Maltar has, but he also knew that despite their advantage? Maltar could also be testing them and seeing just how advanced the ship was. Maybe the minotaur wasn’t among the ships, but he knew information could be sent.

Which means that it was better to either kill them all, or kill a few while holding back and escape. He admits it would be better if they did the latter, just to hold the best cards for the bigger threats. “Debt, focus on our escape, we can’t take them all on yet.” then order in the comms. “Rah-Rah, keep up the pressure and get us an opening. We need to make sure they don’t pincer us in a circle!”

The gnoll let out a low annoyed sound, working on the wheels with Port as they got another hit of cannonballs as the gnoll told. “Only way if we get out is to ram our way out. Don’t know if this ship can take that sort of damage on the hull.” Thinking quickly, Dejen look at the ships as he questioned to Rah-Rah on the comms.

“How much damage can the Innovation take if we ram it into a warship or bigger? Because unless we get a lucky shot in an opening, we might need to go full speed and ram into one of the ships for quick escape.”

With a slight bit of exasperation, Rah-Rah told, “That'll scratch the paint!” But did tell, “The front’s made for it, but can I just remind you this thing can fly upwards?” Seeming to push further, “It can go higher than any normal airship!”

guess the old saying is true...hindsight is a bitch. thought Dejen as he let out an exasperated sigh and told. “Noted.” then added. “Ready the lower guns for destruction on all ships if they follow us. Normal rounds only.” then told to Debt. “Upwards and onwards, Debt.”

Debt gruff, pulling a few switches as the Innovation Rise rose upward, as the gnoll punched the speed to force the metal Battleship to go upwards, as Port spoke in slight surprise.

“This thing can go upwards!?” looking at the gnoll in shock as she didn’t even knew it could do that, to which the gnoll replied in simplicity.

“This Battleship was made for war, Port.”

She looked doubtful on how much so. Even more when looking out, they were starting to go pretty high up. To the point that the shout of ‘thrusters’ were heard over the comms. In response, all the ships moved to pursue, dodging if possible, the return fire that now raised on them. It wasn’t easy, more than 7 had suffered horrible damages as the Innovation just rose upwards. The Battleship below trying to fire at them-- but their cannons eventually not able to go any higher.

And then, those ships that tried to chase them stopped. At some point, they just couldn’t seem to raise any higher, and those in the Innovation just only got higher up. It was getting to the point that things began to look more tiny or insignificant. In fact, a few felt a little lightheaded before Rah-Rah was heard telling to stop the thrusters and place them on a ‘lower setting’. It left them hanging so high up, it was just impossible to imagine being so high up.

Asha even blinked and glanced down, saying, “I… I think I can see the edges of Arabia form here.” Squinting just a bit to make sure she was indeed seeing the bit’s of sandy brown in the distance.

Port just gaped, mouth open wide as she muttered. “H-How?” sitting on her haunches as Debt just glance down, feeling an odd sense of surprise, disbelief...and wonderment of how one could survive if the walk outside right now. Windy just moved over to the glass, looking in wonder herself as she said in wonder.

“Master...I can see nearly everything from up here.” Dejen gave a low chuckle, as he told to Debt.

“Resume traveling to the temple at this height, just in case if we get any more surprises down from below.” then added in the comms. “Once we get down to better altitudes for anyone to breath, I want a full-scale checking on the ship in case those cannonballs hit something important. No one goes out until we go down in safe air pressure.” he however joked to Rah-Rah. “Guess your ship could go as high as we could in the atmosphere like a jet, Rah-Rah. Kudos to you.” Seeing Windy coming back to lay on his lap and settling there as Debt once more drove the ship to where it needed to be.

Eventually taking her eyes off the vast expanse below, Asha turned and said, “We should keep heading towards the north-east. That’s where I think we should head for.” While she had no real idea where the Temple was, Asha could still feel it. It was calling to her now, mostly because she wished to head for it.

“‘She thinks’?” muttered Port lowly as Debt told simply in a monotone voice.

“When Asha says something, better make sure you do it.” then as he kept the wheel towards north-east, following the path the lioness directed them, did the gnoll glance back. He could tell the striped was trying to relax a bit, with Windy laying on his lap to ease both of them. The pony by his side did her best to focus on work and not gapped of the height they were, to most beings, was impossible to travel.

Asha herself was focusing on that ‘calling’ of hers as the gnoll look straight ahead, the gnoll wonder where or what they’ll find at the temple, even more on its inhabitants. He honestly did wonder on what they’ll find once they reached it.

After nearly 5 hours or so of traveling and going down in relatively safe airspace once they were certain they weren’t followed by the pirates, were the Battleship moved over the still thick jungle area...and a temple of apparent gold looks of a blocky pyramid cosmetics. And the source of Asha directions it seems. It was tricky to find a landing space, even more somewhere to hover.

But they managed to park somewhere close in the air, with anchors coming down to keep it in place. Once so did Asha with the twins, as well as Dejen and Debt came towards the temple. What surprised both Stripe and Gnoll, was a Opnehu, having black and white fur, miss-match black and white robes with yin-yang on him ...and seemingly to wait for them at the temple entrance as Debt remarked.

“It appears we were expected, Sir.”

Padding forwards, Asha said, “They probably sensed our approach. Or saw a vision of us.” Turning her head to the two and said, “Please and try to be respectful.” Then added, “Well, not like ‘your highness’ respectful. Just… well, respectful, you know?”

Giving a nod, Bina agreed to the Lioness. “Opnehu are very good and very respected people. Try and be polite please.” Looking ahead to the monkey that was waiting for them, hands behind his back and a seemingly amused twinkle in his eyes. Closing the distance and standing before the Opnehu, Asha gave a smile and a low bow, one mirrored by Bina and even Bakari some.

Dejen however gave a slight nod and said. “Hey there, hope we aren’t intruding-- but I can hazard a guess we’re expected one way or another, right?” Debt glance over the monkey being, recalling on Mynu on how a Ophenu could handle large minotaurs…

He still couldn’t see it.

With a grin and a light laugh, the monk gave a polite bow two the first three before turning to Dejen and asked, “What was the first clue? The monkey waiting outside?” Chuckling to himself in a jolly manner. “Yes, yes. I have been waiting. And so have the others. Your arrival, we foresaw it.”

Waving a hand in the air, he said, “You must be tired, please, come, come! There is plenty inside to share. There is much to be said and done.” Pausing in his turning away as he said with a large grin. “You have questions no doubt, yes?”

Nodding, Asha said, “We do.” Though she did ask in turn. “Are you the Elder to this temple?”

Chuckling, the monk said, “Oh, notice did you?” then told, “No. I am not the elder himself. But will be one, once things have been done, though not for here.” Moving ahead to lead while adding, “Ah, manners. I forgot, we don’t get many guests out here.” And introduced, “I, am Kudanganya.” Chuckling and telling, “Call me Kuda. Outsides always have trouble with name.”

Considering how long that name is? Yeah…. thought Dejen, but didn’t voice it out, as he did understand on how to be respectful. Still he introduce himself. “I’m Dejen, and this is Debt. The Lioness is Asha, and the twins are Bina and Bakari.” then asked as he glanced at the golden temple. “Do Ophenu’s always make their home so shiny, or was this by chance in construction?”

“Chance? Choice?” Voiced the monkey in slight amusement. “It was neither, Dejen. It was gifted. Given, by what was asked.” Turning his head to address the group, Kuda said, “Would be very rude to not accept gift of earth, yes?”

“Um, yes ...that's right.” said Dejen in slight confusion, and a bit...questioning as if debating if he should either question on the whole ‘accepting gift of earth’ thing-- or try to hold his questions to be respectful.

Humming, the monkey turned his head ahead and told, “You hesitate. Please, speak your mind truly.” then chuckled, “It does you no good to not ask questions, when you seek answers.”

Well...he did say it’s okay… thought the Striped as he asked. “You say it’s a gift of earth...so your saying that when this place was made...the planet gave it a gift to you all here to make it gold?” he honestly doubt that was the case, but with the whole magic thing, the spirituals, and even mystics…

Yeah, he can’t really disbelieve things anymore since coming to this planet years back.

There was a low laugh while they reached the temple steps and began to ascend up, the monk informing them rather simply. “When my people are called to a time to leave home and search for a new one, we follow the guidance that we are given.” Breathing in and out. “The pull of the winds. The sway of the leaves. The shifting of earth and the flow of water. It leads us to a place we find our calling. Then, we all ask, ask for the earth’s gift of shelter and prosperity.”

Tilting his head to peek over his shoulder, Kuda told. “We do not simply build. We ask to be given to help aid others. To help the land, the air and very spirits of those that wish to come for enlightenment.” Turning back ahead, he spoke on. “This temple was of gold, years long passed. Some are of jade. Others of sapphire, ruby, silver, copper or at times? Diamond. All depends on what is needed to be had for us all, but never ever truly wanted.”

Meaning that they’re more than monks...they basically are like what Whitemanes are...but different. thought Dejen as he thought on. Even more they ‘ask’ the land, spirits, anything around to help make the home into whatever is needed. moving up the steps behind the monkey as he thought over the words and asked. “You mention you were going to be an elder? I’m going to hazard a guess that whenever there’s a limited amount of people in a temple, you go to wherever you needed with the amount you have and split from the temple to...wherever you go, right?”

Nodding, Kadu informed, “The temple is only so big. Would be hard to make more room when there is not enough.” Then smile while going on, “But the day has nearly come. And we will soon leave, for new grounds. For a new home.” Then added knowingly, “That is why you have come. For aid. And in turn, to give us aid?”

Asha smiled a little and said, “Yeah. We were hoping for help and protection. And there’s a town that could use your help, a place you could maybe make home.”

“Hmmm… a thing that was seen in the dreams of many.” Kadu spoke slightly to himself. “But, our needs must come last.” Turning while they reached the final steps to tell. “It is why Kadu wishes for you to come, sit and rest. Let your weary selves take a moment for yourselves. It is a long trip to this place, no?”

And dreams with visions...yeah sure, believable. thought Dejen as he added. Ugh...mystics. Despite the exasperation of it all, he managed to keep a respectful expression and nod as he agreed. “It was a long trip to get here...in more than one way.”(done)

“Then come! Sit! Rest!” Advised the monkey. “We have food, water and places of rest.”

Dejen gave a slight nod, following the monkey as he couldn’t help glancea round. Feeling a bit reminded of the temples he saw back on home-- or at least pictures of them. Although unlike the ones from home, this place was alive. Full of Ophenus and things being...peaceful.

He honestly tried to imagine a place like this exist, even more not imagining something like the Jungle book popped out with that song. Debt was off-put. Never seen anything like this place, even lesser of how calm it was.

He was not used to something like this, even less of how...lack of suspicion was to either him or his employer. It felt strange in all honesty, something that made him a slight uncomfortable. Mostly due to how ererer it was to be in a ‘safe place’ of a temple. It was like they were treating them more than guests, but possibly old friends.

It almost glowed and vibrated with a strange feeling. Something in the air itself was almost warm, inviting and in no way hostile. Even a few of the Opnehu gave slight waves of greeting while the strangers entered, and even then none showed a sneer or an unsure look.

Foods, mostly of fruits, nuts and veggies, were moved in groups towards the inner parts of the temple. Most of the lighting coming from either torches, or open parts of the temple, filtering in natural sunlight. Opnehu also swung and clung about the place. Moving in almost quick arcs and sometimes even seeming to fly about.

Asha looked up with a smile, and almost a warmth at the sight. In a way, she seemed even more at ease of being here, and breathed in with a certain calmness. Though while she let out a breath, she said, “you don’t have to worry, Debt.” An assurance there. “This is a place of safety and refuge. You’re welcomed here.”

A slight snort escaped from the gnoll, glancing down to the Lioness as he told. “Forgive my skepticism, Asha. But I’m not used to ‘safety and refuge’ places.”

“Is this a gnoll thing?” asked Dejen with a glance to him, looking a bit amuse as Debt replied.

“No Sir, just a bodyguard thing.”

Kuda gave a laugh and spoke, “you may protect another’s body, but please, no need to be defensive of yourself.” Turning his head to tell jolly, “if you are here, then we will see you as a welcome guest. No need to feel as if this were a trick.” Half turning and walking backwards to go on. “Please, we all insist. Simply stay and rest yourselves. You must have been through a bit upon getting here, yes?”

Nodding, Asha honestly told, “We've had problems. I was hoping that we could stay here for a bit for that same protection. Even more against a possible attack from dark magic.”

“Ah, dark and vile magic is what you fear over.” Sagly spoke the monkey with a nod. “Kuda understands. A wise thought, to come to those you feel most experienced, and not try yourself.” Smiling to say on. “Council you seek, huntress of life?”

With a slightly inclined head and a small smile, Asha admitted, “it would be appreciated.”

....why do they sound like Yoda speech? thought Dejen, as it hasn’t been nearly an hour and already he felt the need to be both laughing-- and amazed by someone speaking like Yoda. Although he glanced around as he looks to Debt with a turn of his head. “I think we’ll be fine here Debt, no need to be so stern.” then grin out as he joked. “Put on your happy face.”

Debt snorted as he remarked in a stoic tone. “This is my happy face.” mostly referring to the metal helmet he wore on his head. Then eyed down to Dejen to remind as he lowered his head a bit to whisper into the Striped ear. “Just try to keep you're gambling urges to yourself, Sir.”

Spluttering, Dejen told lowly and in a defensive manner. “I wasn’t going to say anything!”

“But you were going to think about it sooner or later.” said Debt in a knowing tone.

Rolling his eyes, Dejen told with cross arms. “Debt, I doubt the Ophenu would even care on a card game.” then thought and amended. “Although card tricks might be another thing.”

With a laugh, Kuda asked, “game of chance would have little use here.” Making Dejen want to say ‘knew it’, though tripped up to, “hard to play a game of chance, when some know what cards you hold.”

...Bloody mystics. What makes it worse is these lots are mystic monks. grumble Dejen as he looks to Asha and asked in curiosity. “So how long are we planning on staying here? A week...or longer than that?”

Shaking her head, Asha said, “a few days probably. We’re here just for a rest, and to give the Opnehu time to pack onto the ship. I’m sure they’ve been ready for a while.”

Kuda smiled and gave a nod, turning back around to keep leading in. “Indeed we all have. Tis the time for migration to new lands, lands that call for our touch.” Breathing in more deeply while they came to what could be called the center of the temple.

The place was big, and seeing the center, with a huge tree growing inside made it seem all the larger. Tables, mats and even altars were spread about. Nearly no place was absent of food stacked in baskets. Dejen and Debt were slightly surprised that there were a few meats even spread about and kept on what appeared to be bowls of ice to keep them cool and fresh. Most of it being fish.

Turning, Kuda motioned and said, “please, come and rest. Invite those of your ship. We have much to share and celebrate over this. We hold this, in thanks for safe passage to this new place we may call home.”

Giving a look around, Dejen was about to turn to gather everyone, before he felt a hand on his shoulder. Looking up as Debt told simply. “I’ll gather the other's Sir. you stay here.”

“Debt, I think I can handle gathering everyone. Plus I’m more faster.” said Dejen with a tad of annoyance.

Yet under the helmet, there was a brief smile as Debt reminded. “You’re the Clan-Head, Sir. Your job is to lead. My job is to do the tedious tasks.” then added as he let go and turned to walk back. “So wait and enjoy the sights of food.” walking off as Dejen look at the leaving gnoll for a moment, then look to Asha as he remarked.

“Was it me, or was there a...tone of happiness when he said ‘Clan Head’?”

Asha gave a smile and told, “do you really need me to answer?” But didn’t stay to speak any further to tell both of her ‘adopted cubs’, “Come on Bina, Bikari. We should go and find seats for everyone when they get here!” Half bounding ahead, both of the herno catching up to no doubt get some much needed rest for themselves.

Kuda chuckled and spoke to Dejen, “we so rarely get guests. Kuda is sure that those of the Temple will feel most happy to have guests to speak to.” Then mused, “though he must wonder how they will feel. We of the Opnehu are not like those you have met.” Then perceptively added, “or, that is what it seems with your loyal friend’s own weariness.”

“That's...really hard to say.” said Dejen as he glance to Kuda and admitted. “We never really met...people so welcoming before. Half the time we expect something to go wrong one way or another.” then amended. “Although Debt probably feel wary since...well, we never met monks before. Even less monks like you all.”

Giving an amused smile, Kuda told, “not many do. There are not many like the Opnehu, you shall see. We are of a sort not very seen.” Motioning with a hand to convey, “we like our temples and stay in its walls. Rarely do we travel the lands, most often alone and in search of wisdom or to give wisdom. So is the way of our lives.”

Humming some, Dejen consider it was something monks tend to do. Give advice or find it. Although he did ask in curiosity. “You mention something of a migration?” giving a glance around as he continues on. “I can guess you don’t have enough space and are having some travel to a new place to...build a temple home, right?”

“While the more elderly can, the young are not.” Kuda told simply. “Travel is a risky venture. Not just from attackers, but from the elements themselves. We may have the blessing of the world and it’s many gifts, but nature must run its course. None are above the natural law that is life, or it’s sibling that is death.”

Ah mystic talk, how I miss you. thought Dejen as he asked in slight amusement with a grin. “Although I’m guessing that this time you won’t send them out to travel-- but ride in our ship to this new place to call home?”

Smiling, Kuda reminded, “it was partal reason for your being here, was it not?”

Rolling his eyes, Dejen told. “Fair enough. Although don’t know where to send you all in terms of location…” then had an idea as he considers it...and suggested. “But if I could suggest a place? Why not make a temple in the north of the Iron Holds? In a...near abandon town called Humilit?” part of him admitally doubt the monkey would take his suggestion. Mostly since from what he knew?

Ophenu were supposed to live near isolated areas. Therefore reason said the monkey would say no...Then again, he doesn’t follow reason enough, even less with him being Striped in the first place. Besides, he was sure with the town being isolated enough, it would work for a home for the Ophenu.

“This one would not know.” Admitted the dual-ford Opnehu. “Where is your destination in mind? As in our dreams, it was a place you were to head. Not a place we chose. It only tells that it is the place we were to settle. Not to seek out.”

“...Seriously?” Dejen couldn’t help but say that outloud as for a brief moment he stared at the monk.

“You no judge Kuda.” Spoke the monkey with crossed arms. “He and time are not on speaking terms. It no tell Kuda much on future to be.”

Sighing he place his fingers on his forehead as he muttered. “Right, right...mystic monks. Keep forgetting.” Taking a breath in, he looked back to Kuda and said. “Sorry, but yes...we were intentionally heading to the town after we left here. We were planning on seeing the progress of the place..and how well it’s been doing.” then asked with a raised brow. “So how many are coming onto the ship out of curiosity? 100 or so?”

Chuckling, Kuda said, “a little less than that. But a hundred is close. It can take many a opnehu to call on earth and her gifts to gain a temple. We will have it, when we know where to call for it. And that will not be clear, ‘till we have reached the place that we may call home.”

“Fair enough.” nodded Dejen, as he would like to ask how they would ‘call on the earth’? He knew better than to question not only mystic monks-- but mystic monks with magic abilities. He however did asked as he looks over the seating areas. “So...do we sit anywhere we please, or is there a seating arrangement?”

With a smile and a little chuckle, Kuda told, “seat where you please. We Opnehu have no order to such things. There are trees, it’s branches, the many edges and the ground. All places are a place to take a rest. So no, take what space you please that is before you here.”

He did however warn, “be sure not to wander from this place and to the halls though.” Telling in a very sure tone. “The temple is of its own. Many can become lost in it’s many halls.” But brightened up, “though, most that simply get curious and lost, often find their way back safely.”

“So we can’t wander around, but if we do, we just go back to where it's safe.” was what Dejen somewhat understood, as he move to sit down on one of the seating mats. Thinking a bit in his head. Hrm...a magical warding? Make guests loop back to where it's safe, being the dining area or other places? Probably useful with kids, they’re the most curious of the lot. he couldn’t help but internally chuckle to that.

Mostly knowing that he could have kids.

It felt...relieving to know he could have actual kids, even more so for Mercy sakes. He flick an ear, glancing to see Debt coming back with the other's as he notice Mercy was out of her disguise an in her natural form as she was asking to Asha. “are you sure they won’t mind me? I mean it's one thing with you and maybe other changelings but…”

“It’s fine Mercy, really. It’s like I said, to them, you’re no different from anyone else.” The lioness having apparently gone back with Debt at some point to guide the other’s in. “You have nothing to worry about. You’re welcomed here with everyone else.”

Looking around, Miko said, “been a time since I came t’ one of there places ‘ere.” Tailing the group a bit from behind. “Bu’ the shela’s right, Mercy. Ya can trust a place like this one here. No safer place t’ lay ya head and sleep like no t’morrow.”

“No offense Miko?” dryly told Mercy with a roll of her eyes. “But the last time I trust a temple to be safe-- I nearly got my throat slit.” she didn’t trust much of temples, even less of ‘welcoming arms’ since it was both unnerving and suspicious. Granted the amount of...positive emotions around told that she could lower her guard some here.

“I can’t believe this place was made out of something so valuable.” remarked Gem, looking around as the d-dog went on. “I can see a lot of the Packs killing one another just for a bit of this place.”

To this, Miko said, “they’d regret it, love.” Motioning about even as they descend the interior steps of the center of the temple itself. “Most looter’s find tha’ dis here kind o’ place? No’ the type t’ steal from. Watched with the twins when Maltar tried t’ raid one of de’s places. Go’ five o’ his ships blasted out of the sky like duck’s on huntin’ season.”

“This is hallowed ground, Gem.” agreed Asha with a nod. “The Opnehu aren’t just monks, they are also protectors. And they have the blessing that is nature and life to defend against threats. These temples were gifts to them, and in turn, they can not just defend themselves? But it’s guardians can defend it even more so.”

“So wait, you mean those rumors of the Ophenu are true? They got the mystic abilities?” asked Gem in slight surprise, to which Susumu replied with a glance to her.

“Yes. Ophenu are blessed. Many respect them in Holds. Even Kitsune give ear when Ophenu speaks.”

With a look, Miko added, “I don’ really ‘xpect ya to understand, since you’re all arabian folk and Opnehu rarely get that far or maybe ge’ far in the sands t’ not be seen. But the fact is, iffin’ there’s a Opnehu Temple near people? They learn t’ respect them.”

Nodding, Tatsu agreed. “It is neutral ground. Even enemies understand that we are allowed in by the grace of the Opnehu. As long as you hold no ill intent, they will allow strangers into their home. Those with ill intent, never gain the chance to near such a place.”

“Meaning try not to do something stupid, Gem.” told Mercy, as she glanced to see Dejen already sitting as she teased with a grin. “Tried playing a ‘simple game’ with them?”

The Striped snorted in amusement as he respond. “I didn’t, I just talk.” seeing Windy coming up first, as she look a bit surprise of the fish, then settle by the Stripe side as Windy spoke.

“I didn’t know we would be having fish, Master.” then smile more as she nuzzle his neck. “Guess we can enjoy a bit of actual meat.”

Mercy roll her eyes in amusement, moving up to settle on the other side of the Stripe as Dejen wave to the other's. “Sit down where you all want, apparently these lot don’t mind where we sit.”

Waving, Miko said, “well, ya do that. I’m goin’ to ask a few monks a thing or two. History stuff.” Wandering off to find presumably an elder to talk to.

Shaking her head, Asha moved towards the fish to take one, but told, “feel free to have as much fish as you all like. Opnehu don’t eat meat, I’m sure they just got this for us. Or, at least of us that like meat.”

“Don’t mind if I do!” said Dejen with a wide grin, as while he and Windy were slightly getting up to gather their meals. Gem gave a glance to the large banquet before her as she began to move ahead to gather what she could. Susumu merely shakes his head, walking in stride to find food familiar to him to enjoy in peace.

Debt however glance down to the food and couldn’t help but feel a need to stop Dejen from grabbing food as he pleases. He held back that urge, as the gnoll knew that it was an instinct from being a bodyguard. The gnoll however glance to Mynu as he asked. “Beside the fish, you think anything else taste good?” mostly referring to her judgement, since he didn’t recognize some of the food here, even less the fruits he spotted among in the baskets.

Glancing over the many bowls of woven branches and sometimes grasses, Mynu admitted, “not sure. I’m not familiar with some.” Really some of the fruits looked exotic compared to what she was used to. “I might keep to mostly fish… or at least what I know I can have.”

While Tatsu wordlessly took her own selected food and wandered near a stone of hot coals seeming to act like a torch of sorts to apparently cook raw meat, Asha told while pausing on her own raw fish. “Take your time. Everything here is pretty much up for grabs if it’s being offered. They won’t get offended if you don’t have something.”

While Mynu gave a slight nod to that, she did ask, “I noticed Felix and Rah-Rah didn’t come?” Thought Gem was quick to explain why on that.

“They’re doing maintenance. Said something about checking the ‘software’ of the ship.” going back to grabbing the rest of her meal as she sat and look to Dejen as she asked. “I notice you aren’t down in the engineer bay anymore boss, any reason why?”

“Eh, focus on money, information, planning-- and been working on something new.” shrugged Dejen as he sat down with food in a bowl, with the two mares sitting close to him as he went on. “I can’t afford to do engineer work when I got other responsibilities, Gem.”

To which Debt remarked in almost an amused tone as he walked past to gather his own food. “Being a Clan-Head does that, Sir.” Mercy blinked in slight surprise, glancing to...the gnoll with bits of positive emotions as she almost swore she felt...amusement? Pride? It was hard to tell as the emotion was pulled back deep and that ever same stoicism came out from the gnoll. Although she did sense a bit of curiosity form him, mostly of the food that was spread out.

Humming some, Tatsu spoke, “Asha-san, what do you intend to do after we head for this place, Humilit?” Glancing to the Lioness that seemed thoughtful. “I have come to understand that Bikari and Bina are being treated as your own children now?”

“They’re hardly cubs, even if they’re young enough to be cubs still.” Asha told. “But I’m considering that the three of us just stay in Humilit.” Drawing looks. “Or, at least until their stones are found. I think it’s pretty clear, they can’t defend themselves without them. They try, but I’m honestly too worried about them now. I’m obligated, even just by ‘law’, to be a mother for them.”

Raising a brow, Mynu said, “but you only adopted them to help them with that issue with Taka.”

“That doesn't matter, Mynu.” Told the lioness. “I know they can’t really be my cubs. But I’m going to care for them all the same. It’s a Lioness thing, when we have cubs, they become a slightly higher priority. It’s how we’re raised, and sometimes how our instincts just flare after caring for a cub for a while.”

“Are you sure you and the twins are gonna be safe there?” asked Mercy with a glance to Asha. “I know you can keep an eye on their safety, but what if Maltar lackeys show up? Or that demon or the scarecrow show up?”

“If Ophenu are around town?” spoke Susumu as he sips tea, placing it down as he slowly took a bite of his meal to continue on. “They will not risk it. Maltar might be smart enough to not bother, and demons might know better.” he did however said. “But finding stones remain problems. Could be anywhere.”

To that, they agreed on. Even if it was wordlessly. At that point, they had no clue where to look or search to gain them back. They could be anywhere in the world. It was there that Asha told them, “I know. And it’s why I want to stay in that town. Because who knows how long until we find the stones again. And I don’t want to put the twins in any danger. They’re brave, and smart… but they’re also vulnerable right now.”

Thinking to herself, Tatsu said, “if you can keep them safe, Asha-san, than I will be sure to seek out their stones. Much like the clan will.” Saying it in such a firm manner. “For better or worse, this place with Dejen-dono will be my clan, in a manner of speaking. Not the same, but I will abide and consider it such, since Bina-chan and Bikari-kun are part of it."

I think that’s...a compliment. thought Dejen as he chews his food, as to him, that was probably the closest thing of a compliment he could understood. Especially from a Kitsune who was only helping him due to a debt. Not that he minded...but he did appreciate it. He thought on something...and soon said. “Rumors.” Gaining a few looks as he glanced around and said.

“When we were at that temple, that wish granting...genie?” shaking his head as he went on. “He mention something about rumors about the stones and keeping an ear out. So our best guess on finding the stones? Hearing about rumors of strange activities.”

“Which could be anything.” told Gem as she added in slight doubt. “You really think we could find them stones in rumors? They’re called rumors for a reason, boss.”

To such a thing, Tatsu told, “all rumors have a beginning, Gem-san. Be they true or false. Something like the stones, is something of great importance. We must consider the leads, when they come and their likelihood.” Knowing that it was all they really could do. “They were taken by an exile herno, were they not? Tracking them any other way, will not be viable.”

“Especially with said herno being a mage.” agreed Mercy, knowing that the mage had a headstart in hiding. “But finding rumors on her-- or the stones themselves would be difficult. Since she might be hiding.”

“Or...being chased.” mused out Dejen in thought as his mind worked a bit as he went on in a thoughtful tone. “We aren’t the only ones chasing after the stones, and knowing that rat in the city? He’ll probably got info on her-- or at least her last locations. Knowing on some of the chasers? My best guess is that they pay Allute on what he knew and chase after the herno. There should be a couple of rumors brewing up of ‘strange sights’ in some areas.”

Nodding, Tatsu suggested, “then perhaps it would be simple then, to wait and hear of what those that chase the stones will do first? If such a thing comes to pass.” And in a way, that was another way to go about it. Chase after those trying to get the stones and, if they get them first? Swipe them off the would-be-winners.

If they take down the herno-mage hag that could use magic and possibly empowered by two stones that belonged to Demi-god teens. That part still really made Dejen unsure how to take it, no matter how great it was for his ‘clan’ as it were.

I mean...seriously, demi-gods! How the hell they’re still part of my group and not in their own league I’ll never understand! thought the swindler in bafflement, as he fed a bit of his food to Windy as he agreed to Tatsu. “Which is why we’ll be keeping our ear out the best we can, maybe improve on our gear some while we wait.” he however held an annoyed look as he said.

“But it’s finding out who’s chasing her that will be a pain. Could be either someone we know of-- or someone we don’t know at all.”

“Try not to worry too much on that.” told Mercy as she took a sip of her tea. “Best you could do? Is simply focus on the now and wait.”

Debt gave an agreeing nod, having his helmet off as he took small bites of his food. “She is correct, Sir. Best if the Clan-Head focus on his Clan and wait until the moment is right.” Dejen couldn’t help but mutter lowly.

“I swear, ever since that little ‘trip’ to that place, he’s been calling me Clan-Head a bit more often.” Mercy hum to this, as she glanced at the gnoll, seeing him sitting with his knees bend, adopting a style Mynu was using as to get a read on the gnoll and maybe the diamond dog out of curiosity. She couldn't really feel much, since he was still good at keeping his emotions in check.

She did however felt a tingle of happiness, but nothing else she could feel from him.

“There is no shame in such a thing.” Told Tatsu simply while partaking of her cooked meat. “Are you not the head of this house? It is your place, and he as your trusted enforcer.”

“Enforcer?” Voiced Mynu in slight curiosity from her spot next to Debt.

“He is not an advisor, and not simply a common warrior or a single blade. And also not the height of a brother’s bond.” Clarified the silvery kitsune. “He is the right hand that is the extension of the clan-head. Much like how I am an extension of Dejen-dono’s will, though as an indebted servant. Debt’s is from a more… deeper meaning.” Seeming only willing to say what was needed, but nothing more.

While Dejen merely glance to Debt in slight thought, the gnoll held a neutral expression. Simply eating his meal as Gem asked with a raised brow. “Is this a ‘Iron hold’ thing? Cuz as far as we can tell, Debt just works for the boss because a contract.”

Mercy hummed and told. “Perhaps at the beginning...but I doubt so now. If Debt was still under contract...he would’ve sold his services to another by now. I mean fighting against demons is above his pay-grade.”

To which Debt cited with a blank expression. “As long as Sir hold my contract, I fight for him. I am honor-bound to serve until my contract is fulfilled, or sold to another.”

Many still gave looks, but decided not to press. Or else get the ‘nun-ya’ philosophy once more recited by the gnoll. So they left it be and mulled over their thoughts for the time being. Half figuring what to do when they left and headed out for Humilit. The idea of Miko vanish, Felix doing so maybe a bit later and also Asha with the Twins leaving for a bit? It was going to be a bit of a change to be sure.

Humilit, had changed. It was almost drastic, though not too extreme. Just enough to be clearly visible when the group arrived. And upon their arrival, there was a slight welcome for the crew. Even as the Opnehu depareted and were added to the town’s slight growth, they got to see how well the place grew.

There were now crops on the land, and there are even many signs of little hidey-holes that a small, but well seen Colony now functioned. Katty and Herbal having gotten a small colony going-- nowhere the size of Shima’s, but one that pleased the new breed of shiftlings fine enough.

After the first day of not just a greeting, but slight party thrown for the crew, did everyone get to witness the ‘building’ of the temple. But to say it was built, was an incorrect statement. All, even the small town itself, got to witness the Opnehu make their way over the large lake and with the skills of some, stand on water before seeming to raise it from the waters.

The temple was much like the one before, having a very aztech like structure, though there were differences in shapes and forms. But the largest, was the fact it was silver, not gold. Watching the structure rise over an hour on it’s seemingly own accord, was astounding. The stone like bridge later made, by stone-bending Opnehu, soon made a clear path to the temple that soon became slightly obscured by a mist that formed over the waters. Slightly hiding it from view.

It was from there that Asha took her leave and headed for the temple, finding it a place she and the Twins could stay until Dejen returned with the Stones. The days in the town were like a blur, as Miko left and promised to try and keep in contact-- at least on anything she might here. Felix in turn decided to head out with her early, saying that he could also cover ground and maybe find the stones too.

It cut the number of crew, but it didn’t have it’s problems. He still had Rah-rah, Gem, Debt, the changeling's, Susumu-- even Tatsu, a newly gained member of their group. Not that he knew of what all she could do just yet. All he did know was that she was a kitsune kunoichi that was very skilled in her clan ways… and a deadly swordswomen.

Granted it was nice to see how the town was, even more seeing on Herbal. Dejen was surprised by how many kids the two had. Then again...Katty was a Shiftling. Still, he attempted to learn what he did of the town recent changes and of any rumors that were made. Sadly there wasn’t much as trade hasn’t become a thing yet in the town. But on the bright side, there were now Hernos in the village, which meant Ommuna kept to his word and brought traveling Hernos into the village as their new home.

They were probably happy to find out Ophenus were going to be living nearby them, or at least he thought they were happy. Hard to tell with Hernos and their facial expressions.

What he did learn was that trying to gain an idea more of his crew-- especially the kitsunes were...difficult. Mostly due to the fact they were ninjas, and being ninjas were very good at keeping tight lips. Then again, he doubted he would learn much, since neither Susumu or Tatsu owe anything beside a ‘working relationship’ with him. Something Dejen understood well enough.

However what gained most of his focus, was something he was designing in blueprint. Looking over the weapon design as the Striped clicked his teeth on something he’s been musing over for the last few days. The Ace of Spades. looking at the ‘game weapon’ as while he could craft it? It would be an utter pain to figure out not only what material to craft it from, but ammunition, and how long it might take.

Yes he could use actual bullets, but those take time and materials. Materials that were needed for the ship, and in terms of crafting the weapon itself? He needed to find the right metal that could handle not only the recoil, but couldn’t be destroyed easily.

Sure he could try to make copies of the weapon, but Dejen rather have a reliable weapon that won’t be wrecked by something in the future. Can’t use steel, and titanium is too much. Hrm, maybe I could use runes to make the metal stronger if I have to use steel? mused over the Stripe as he was in his room at the moment, looking over the designs as his brows furrow.

But what sort of runes could I use? Even more ammunition? Could I even make ammo for this weapon without using the stuff we need for the ship guns? then again he did recall Rah-Rah had a mini-gun for her mech...and made the guns for the ship as the Striped decided to ask for her opinion. Rolling up the Blueprint as he walked by to the comms on a wall to press a button and spoke. “Hey Rah-Rah, still in the engineering bay? I need your opinion on something.”

“I am.” Came the response, “what you need?” Sounding a little busy with how short her response was. Though considering the many things needed to be maintained on the ship, the rabbit kept herself rather busy with work.

“Just something I’ve been working on. I’ll be over there shortly.” told Dejen, ending the call as he walked out of the room, heading his way to the engineering bay as he thought over a few things. Wonder if I could even make this weapon. Sure it’s possible in theory, but in actually making it? It’s going to be a bit difficult...then again, so was making that plane, or this ship. Just need lots of time, resources and fine tuning.

Another thought came up as he held an annoyed expression. As well as lots of practice. Never really use a gun, so I’m going to need lots of practice-- and possibly lots of ammo to make sure I hit my targets right. thinking over as the Striped made his way down to the engineering bay, seeing ‘his kids’ working around, moving things or making bullets as he didnt’ see Gem anywhere.

He could only guess she was doing repairs elsewhere, as he glanced around to see if Rah-Rah was in the area, or somewhere in the bay.

He had to ask a few of the changelings where Rah-Rah was, but after going down a few more stairs and into the deeper parts of the ship, did he locate her. The small female having half-wedged herself between two sections of a wall, a small walkie for her size on her clothes and tool’s out, working on a mess of wires.

She didn’t look to him, only turning one of her long ears to seemingly figure out who it was before saying, “hey Dejen. What did you want to ask?” Using her mouth to hold the tool she had to then mess with the wires with both paws, plugging them or re-route others.

Raising a brow, he shook his head a bit as he went on to ask. “Just your opinion on something, a gun actually.” then asked. “Should I wait till your done? Don’t want to accidentally interrupt you with the repair work.”

Taking the tool out of her mouth to strip a few wires of the casing, Rah-Rah told, “I can multitask. As long as you’re not tossing too much info at me.” Though she did pause to look at him to say, “but opinion on a gun? Still new to gunsmithing or did you just come to me because I know a few things about firearms?”

Shrugging, he admitted. “A bit of both actually. See I never really delve too much into gunsmithing. I know enough about how to maintain a gun and ammo craft...but never really made a gun. Plus, you seem to be an expert on firearms, so I figure I should play it safe when it comes to these things.” taking his blueprint to open up as he explain. “I’ve been thinking of making a personal weapon for myself, but since this would be my first attempt at it? I figure I should ask an expert if something was off about it.”

Taking a moment to really look at the image and it’s details, Rah-Rah told right from the start, “it’s going to have kickback. A lot of it from the caliber it’s holding and the gun’s size.” Eyes flicking up to tell, “it would have a punch, a lot. But unless you think you can handle it? Well…” she thought for a moment and told, “big enough caliber guns can break people’s wrists if held wrong. I’d recommend lowering the caliber size some.”

Humming a bit, he nodded. Which means I need to change the design a bit, maybe make it a bit smaller? thinking a bit as he asked. “Any other suggestions?”

Really looking over the gun more, “well, it’s a pretty big gun. So maybe consider making it smaller. The bigger it is, the heavier. And the more heavy, the more you have to keep in mind of how it will handel at that size. You’d have to use two hands to make sure it’s controlled.” Tilting her head a bit to add, “the grip looks fine, but could maybe use a bit more. I would also change it a bit, just to it your hand better.”

Already Dejen was writing down the suggestions on the back of the blueprint. Hrm, maybe make it like a revolver? That way I could wield it easily with one hand. thinking and musing over the weapon as he was glad he asked for Rah-rah opinion. Otherwise he could’ve easily wrecked his wrist, and possibly messed up on the weapon itself. “What about the metal to make it? Think I should stick with steel like most guns?”

Shaking her head, Rah-rah told upfront with, “you want something that’s sturdy, but also resistant to corrosion. Especially the main parts and baril, it needs to clean up good too. Stainless Steel works well, and both I and a few minotaurs of the holds know how to make it.”

Nodding, he asked while scribbling on. “What about ammo type? Think I should stick with something small like .22? Or something like 9mm rounds?” Shrugging he admitted. “That’s what concern me the most. What sort of ammo I need to use, even more what it would affect the weapon with.”

Giving a slight look from him and then to the blueprint, Rah-Rah admitted, “this is a hand cannon, so it can handle the larger calibers. But like I said, you have to watch the kick it’s going to have.” Thinking on what to suggest. “This isn’t your average revolver, Dejen. This gun is meant to kill effectively and punch through most things. You might be able to go for a .44 cal with a gun like this.”

Whistling a bit, Dejen remarked. “.44 cal? Wow.” the Striped thought more as he spoke. “Looks like I need to redesign it, maybe see if…” thinking a bit as he asked. “Wouldn’t adding runes on the weapon would decrease the kickback, or at least make sure I wouldn’t break my wrist easily?”

Sighing and deciding this may take more of her focus, Rah-Rah got out of the place she had squeezed herself into and placed her tools away over herself. With that done quickly, she said, “kickback happens because of force from the gun’s shot. When the explosion goes off in one direction, that force wants to also go the other. There’s not many runes made to deal with that, they haven’t really been invented yet.”

She went on to further explain that. “The only projectiles this world have for that sort of thing? Are cannons. And those can be stabilized on ships or on castles-- places that can hold them. They never made hand-guns before, so the issue never came up.”

Taking a moment to really consider it, Rah-Rah added on, “the gun’s going to be heavy, and the mass might help keep some control. But you’ll have to make sure you can hold it up, or at least know when to let it just hang in your hands. It’s not going to be light, but it will be strong for sure.”

“At best, Dejen?” Ashed the rabbit, “I can help with enchantments to give it more kick, maybe make it so the bullet’s leave less residue per shot. Maybe if you feel like trying to be a bit more cheap, give it a magic-charge to disperse instead of bullets.” which caught his attention.

“Wait, I can actually use magic-charges?” thinking a bit as he asked. “But I thought with magic, you need to store it into gems-- or something you can put a focus on depending on how much magic you got in you.”

Nodding, Rah-Rah agreed, “that’s right. Depending on the magical medium used to hold the charge, you can hold a certain amount of power to use-- but like I said about it before. It takes a lot of power and I find it just too costly with energy alone.”

She scrutinized the thing and told, “at best? I can maybe, maybe.” Stressing it as much as possible, “get three charges out of a gun like that, and have a powerful kick. Maybe more if Gem helps. But the time it would need to recharge?” she huffed, “possibly a day? Maybe more depending on how many shots we can give it. If anything, you’re better off with bullets. Take time to make and takes up resources-- but you’ll have more sooner.”

Thinking over a bit, Dejen imagine either using the bullets, or the charges...then gained an idea as he asked. “Why not make this gun use both? Have the bullets, and the three charges when I run out of bullets and need to shoot something? That way I could be covered in both areas.”

Thinking of that, Rah-Rah admitted, “it could be done…” Then pointed out, “but it wouldn’t do much. Because the cartage space is going to be for the bullet’s, that means the place to put the ‘battery’ as it were, will need to be put someplace else and might be too small to hold a charge for not just three shots, but also three strong shots.” Going on to roll a hand, “we’d need something to amplify it… like a conductive type of metal that could maybe amplify the magical charges? Enchantment’s out, since that would just use some of the charge.”

It was a puzzle, and one that made Dejen twist his face.. Or, up until his mad mind thought of such a metal. Though, he knew little of it’s qualities or functions… but with a ping in his mind, he felt the idea bloom. What about the Herno? Some time back, the Twins said they were thinking of getting weapons, but wouldn’t get any from the Herno village they visited. Something about the Herno steel being special, and even able to use magic through it.

Maybe… just maybe…

He consider it...then asked. “What if we asked the Herno to help build it, or rather...somehow gain Herno Steel?” looking to Rah-RAh as he explain. “Back when I was in a Herno village, the Twins mention something about Herno steel being special, even able to use magic through it.” then amended. “But acquiring the metal will be a problem, since it’s a very close thing the Herno got...but it might be a possibility.”

There was a very doubtful look in Rah-Rah’s eyes, as she said, “you want to use, a Herno’s ‘honor steel’.” She soon cut-off with, “that’s just the closest translation, that’s not what it’s called, but most know it as that.” Breathing in to continue, “and getting it?” She thought it over, “well… I think ‘hard’ won’t be the right word. It’s a very specially made steel that’s very closely guarded. Not even minotaurs know how to make it, and it’s reserved only for… well, it’s some significance of the weapon being part of you, of your body or something like that.”

Thinking it over, Dejen admitted. “There's not much of me being ‘honorable’, even less even acquiring it through the villages…” then thought and said. “But...if we’re able to get that herno mage that screwed with Taka’s mind, or at least her head?” then grin out. “Then we could be able to gain a boon with Sinsansa Clan village wanting justice, which in turn? Might grant us access for their honor metal.”

He did however amend. “But finding that mage will be a problem, especially if it’s not the same mage that stole the stones in the first place.”

Frowning, Rah-Rah thought it over for a moment before telling, “how about this?” Motioning to the blueprint to tell, “work out a few variations of that and bring it back to Gem and I later. We can work out how to improve it more and maybe get some initial parts made. Then when we can get the last parts, like the Honor Steel? Then we can build it. But until then? I suggest working over models, making a few prototypes, then making the final result.”

Thinking abit, he nodded in affirmation. Rolling up the blueprints as he said. “That I can at least do. We could probably recycle the prototypes if they aren't doable.” frowning abit in thought as he told. “But gonna be a while until we get that mage...maybe longer than we think…” he shook his head at that as he said with a wave of a hand. “I’ll see you later, Rah-Rah. I need to start working on the models and see what variations I can get.”

Turning to walk off as he added in slight amusement. Maybe make the gun more...personalize for me instead of something ripped off? Make it fitting somehow if I got the herno steel.

It wasn’t like he wouldn’t have time. They had no clue where the mage was or where the old croon had wandered off to. They had all of the holds, or even the world, before they would spot her. So for now, he had time to really think it over during his off hours.

Grinning a bit, he couldn’t help but thought in giddiness. Wonder if I can name it something that fit for a swindling gambler like me? although another part reminded him that technically, he was sorta consider as ‘honorable’ with his word. Just not much else. But maybe that wouldn’t matter to the Sinsansa Clan? After all, he would be bringing the head to them. Or maybe the body for confirmation from Taka? Maybe what's left of it.

Who knows what could happen later on, especially with the competition going around for those stones.