The task at hand...

[Hanna]

"I heard about that a long time ago. They're the crystals that hold the gods' power, correct? I do know that... I heard it when I hiding in someone's house as a mousaokit..." Her voice trailed off as she remembered that day. It was a freezing winter in the tundra and she had nowhere to go, so her only choice was to sneak into the only house around and steal food to survive.

[Kayla]

"Well the Stone Legend leads to one. That's why Lord Amett wants the locations. He would reward us handsomely for it... especially since he assigned us to do so."

[Hanna]

"So you're only in this for a reward, huh?" she muttered as she entered another dark corridor. I'm doing this because I'm going to prove myself loyal to Amett. Not for some little reward. A mousaokit saw her and scampered away, squeaking and taking cover in a hole. It was nearly silent aside from the occasional gust of wind outside and the footsteps of Natsumi and Tansa.

[Kayla]

"not quite, but I have no reason to explain and you don't need to hear."

Sumi turned her head. "Do you hear that screeching or are you deaf as well as dumb?"

[Hanna]

Tansa stood still for a moment and listened. The screeching Natsumi mentioned seemed far off, but it was clear. "What, are you scared?" she asked, smirking.

[Kayla]

She narrowed her eyes. "Not at all... just pointing it out. Whatever is that loud must be protecting something... either itself, its home, or something else."

[Hanna]

"Who cares?" Tansa replied, turning away from Natsumi. She continued walking, her pawsteps not making a sound against the floor. A moment later, she asked, "What exactly was this place before it was abandoned or destroyed or whatever?"

[Kayla]

"I think it was a prison... though that's completely irrelevant so I don't know why you're asking, you idiot feline."

[Hanna]

Tansa stopped in the center of the room and pointed to the eastern wall with her paw. "That is why I was asking," she spat. Sunlight shined through the broken ceiling onto the wall, revealing the various weapons that hung there. I wonder which weapon is best for killing Saikana, she thought, annoyed, though it wasn't a serious idea of hers...yet.

[Kayla]

She blinked and looked at the weapon rack, glancing it over. "Hmm... it's been 500 years since then and the weaponry still survived? Interesting..."

[Hanna]

"Five hundred years?" Tansa muttered. She headed to the wall for a closer look and found that most of the weapons were rusted or broken. Some, however, looked brand new like they'd just been made. Maybe the people who used them set a spell to keep them looking new? Amazing that it worked for so long, though. "These were used by prison guards?"

[Kayla]

She nodded, though in a manner that showed she was clearly annoyed Tansa had to ask all these questions which she had known the answer to for ages. "Luparis I think."

[Hanna]

Tansa noticed Natsumi's annoyance and smirked. "What is a Luparis?" she questioned, never having heard the name before. She really didn't care to know the answer but was clearly amused by getting on the girl's nerves so she asked anyway.

[Kayla]

She rolled her eyes, ignoring Tansa. However, her need to answer questions as long as they didn't give out vital and secret information, a fact she had grown up with, nagged her into submission. "A Luparis is a race of Amaru. Pft, idiot, how could you not know of them? It isn't as if they've gone extinct. Even a pathetic outcast should know."

[Hanna]

"I've only ever seen Toraled and Saikana...and some dragon people, Roca or whatever..." Tansa paused. If she doesn't stop insulting me... She turned her attention back to the weapons and knocked down a rusted sword with her paw and it fell to the floor with a loud crash. Taking it in her mouth by the handle, she tried to swing it at Natsumi.