[b][i][u]The Meeting[/u][/i][/b]

The entrance of Charles and the gargoyle created a stir. She had been notified of the various creatures found that were being treated for their injuries, but, it seemed she could not estimate which would become well and join the team, and which would not... Not yet anyway...

To the younger red-head: "The nature of the [i]RIFT[/i] and the multi-verse is uncertain, yet, I agree. Your familiarity with the sword will tell us something important. We should confirm if it is the same sword Wolfe encountered. Dzel, can you bring the sword to this meeting? You might as well fetch the other items that have been recognized. Once it is here, and we know it is yours, I would like to hear more about it."

The quiet green-eyed girl looked up and nodded. She got up from her chair and left the meeting. 

Once gone she turned to Charles. "For the benefit of you and the Goliath, I'll give you the 'run down'." She did not keep the smoldering annoyance out of her voice. She herself had lost an eye and a limb, practically, and still managed to arrive at the meeting on time. Charles had only lost sleep. 

"We have been gong over the site. There is no doubt that this event was magically provoked, but, the nature of that magic is unclear as is the original intent of the magicians... things did not go according to plan. Twain couldn't even sense any dead. He said they were 'long gone'. He marks that this is quite unusual even for necromantic works. The symbols used were painted in white chalk, as is protocol for many magicians, so most of it was shuffled away in the chaos, or, blown away by the wind... However, it seems that this one, Vata...? He may have a way to help us decipher or recover what was lost."

"We went over some items-of-interest that was found. Surprisingly enough, many of them were recognized. Two recognize this sword. It seems that items as well as individuals came out of this thing. Dzel has gone to fetch them here so we can get a closer look."

"We are calling it a 'rift' for now."


She looked to the gargolye. "He is pleased with himself because you remind him of a cart--... A children's story that is popular in some parts of our world."

Have I missed anything? She addressed the room. "Can we move forward?"

[b][i][u]The Hallway[/u][/i][/b]

Dzel passed by XIII and the ball of light as she left the meeting. She nodded toward them, but that was all. 

The ball of light would feel a distinct elemental energy coming from the young woman. [i]Earth.[/i] Yet, not quite the same [i]earth[/i] on her planet. 

[b][i][u]Herbs Hut[/u][/i][/b]

"Tea? You got it!" Zesiro smiled wide, glad to see that the old man was feeling like his old-victorian-brit-self. 

"We have a [i]lot [/i]to talk about, my friend. Such as... What the hell were you thinking? That was a risky dive!"