[h1][b]Ruomahl/Rowan[/b][/h1]

Ruomahl began to hear some racket outside. It wasn't the normal type of racket, either. Likely, there had been some development in regards to their reason for being here. Ruomahl took a step out of his door and heard this man speaking. He seemed to have a lot of confidence for a random grunt sent out on a backwater shadowing mission. Ruomahl found himself scoffing at his arrogance. If they were to be punished, it would be by their father's hand, not his. 

What surprised Ruomahl the most was his immense incompetence. Ruomahl noticed that they had company, human company. He only spotted one human girl, but that was enough to warrant no making a scene. In addition to giving away pivotal and secret information, he teleported away in front of them. Ruomahl scoffed.

"You'd think they'd send someone who knew at least a little about the human world," Ruomahl said.

Nonetheless, he would have to accommodate his company soon. Given the situation, he couldn't imagine they were all lining up for the task. He'd do his best. Ruomahl wanted to head back home, and he wanted to beat his brothers. He couldn't let them beat him. He wouldn't be able to stand it.