Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28718853-20180307023000/@comment-31049256-20180409044443

Reby smirks, "Doubt it. The Order knows not to screw with a Vantulos Band member if they want our help in the field!" Reby states confidently before offering Gretchen to the girl, "Our friend needs more help than us. Help her out would ya?"

As the woman takes Gretchen off to be healed Reby turns to Rix.

"Well least now we got a clue...if we can trust the bitch at all. I say we get the crew together, then-ssss!!"

She hisses as she absentmindedly crosses her arms, her arm with the vicious fox bite now throbbing as she is reminded of the major injury, "Damn it...a-anyway, I'm with you on wasting too much time. I say we gather everyone up while Gretch gets fixed up." She reaches up, instinctively gripping her shoulder as her arm throbs from the pain, "Once they're clear on what Mikayla said I say we rush the thing she mentioned, the guardian or whatever, on our way up to the ruins. We can send a couple off to check and see if Forjie is really where she says when we get the key from it, and the rest of us can catch Mikayla in the ruins and kick her ass!"

As she speaks Rix can't help but notice her injury is obviously very deep. Odds were that, despite her tough front, she could lose her arm, or worse hold back the team, if it wasn't tended too sooner rather than later.

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[Hmmm...It's something to do with the observatory we were told was here somewhere...]

She thinks for a moment, using her experience with dungeon delving and adventuring in ruins in and around the Chaos to her advantage. She does not remeber any sign of something as noticable as a common Observatory on their approach. Perhaps...

She turns to Dravela, [Have Ikuna warn the others we're about to press these buttons. It may just be a simple box, but if it is an activation for the Observatory itself I would rather they not be caught unaware.]

She gives Dravela enough time to relay her message, and then enough time for Ikuna to make it outside before pressing the buttons in their order; Deer, Bear, and then Sheep.]