Frigid gusts of wind cut through Rook like a knife as he exited the portal which had mysteriously appeared after a brief flash of light. The weather here was a lot less forgiving than Toran's. Thankfully, He had the common sense to dress appropriately after being informed of their venture by Eien. In place of his usual cut off, Rook wore a thick, red, long sleeved shirt with a black jean-vest over top. The vest also had a hood which he immediately pulled up to combat the biting wind. 

There was new additions to the saviors of Toran, four to be exact. Kimlee and Kal, whom Rook had met before, and two others that differed drastically. One was a tiny male, almost half Rook's size. The other was a strange looking female, as tall and slender as the blade she carried. She had an intimidating aura around her, like she was someone you wouldn't want against you.

Eien began giving orders to split up into two groups in order to search the area more efficiently. He was to be paired with Kal, Night, Samuel, and the strange female, Chyou. Nodding his approval, he momentarily reacquainted himself with his friend Night, before walking over to Chyou to introduce himself. 

"Hello. My name is Rook." he announced, offering his hand.