[i] Bah, this place is strange and unpleasant. [/i] 

Panne clutched her Beaststone in her left hand, feeling the smooth surface and was careful not to drop it. Her steps were cautious and weary. She was to be wary after waking p in such a seemingly desolate place. The giant tower within the horizon had been one of the first features to grab her attention. She had never beheld such a mighty, tall structure! The forces behind this place must be very powerful. A lone taguel like herself, or even a human, could most likely not even dream of what elaborate powers constructed this entire area. The situation was teetering on becoming dangerous.

[i] The taguel [b] do not [/b] play. [/i]

Her eyes narrowed. This was not a dream. That much was clear to her. If she ran across an opponent, "playing" would not be wise. She could only hope that she'd spot a familiar face. Alas, that possibility seemed isolated and far away from her reach. Scavenging and surviving on little material was second-nature to her. But what strange new creatures and faces might await her here? The chances were nothing to scoff at. And as much as she hated to rely on anyone else, finding "teammates" might be the obvious decision to make. 

The ground began to shake! It was sudden, and alarmed her. Her frown deepened.