The day had been a rather boring one for Piers. Well, except for that murder he had committed, but he pushed that out of his mind , not wanting to remember, even with the blood still on his clothes and face and all dried up. Sitting curled up on the outside of his tent, Piers was deep in thought, wondering what to do now. Did Wyeth even know he killed someone in town? Would he be kicked out of the group, left to fend all on his own while his sister traveled around? He was quickly snapped out of thought by the little squirrel he picked up at the beginning of the day nibbling on his ear, as if it had sensed his sadness and decided to bring him out of it. The bird he had earlier had left him, flew off to find a mate. He knew this happened all the time. He had owned many birds, and they all left at one time or another. In its place though, he had adopted a small orange kitten, who was curled up in his lap, sleeping peacefully and sound, now that it had a home and food. As he was drifting slowly off to sleep, Piers was quickly awoken by a very loud "Hey!". Turning to see who it was, it seemed to a pair of people hoping to join the Sacred Blades, but did they know what they were getting into? Disregarding his own thoughts, Piers slowly got up, still holding the kitten, and slowly limped over to the two, slightly scared of what might happen.

"Um..... H.Hi. Right now our leader is busy, but mostly everyone is. If you want to talk to him about joining, you might have to wait a little bit. Everyone's preparing for something or other. The only reason I'm not, is uh, mostly because no one tells me anything." Piers stammered out his first sentences, scared of the imposing man behind the girl. "B...By the way, my name is Piers." The squirrel had climbed off of Piers shoulders and was now investigating the girl, sniffing her and climbing up her leg onto her shoulder. Quickly sniffing her some more, it hopped off of her shoulder and ran back to Piers and climbed onto his head, acting defensively towards him. "If you want to wait a few minutes, I can get Wyeth over here. Does that sounds okay?" Piers asked, quivering in fear and wanting to slink away.