There was a soft pop as the skeletal being stepped through the shadowy gate into the main lobby of the massive floating building, his body wreathed in amethyst flames. While it had the look of a Liaison edifice, it lacked the overly gaudiness. It was sedated and held a distinguished aura.  People scurried about, going about their duties as the skeletal being began a slow survey of the lobby. A minute later the scene was locked in the dark records of the Galdhr, already being studied and experienced by Dreamers. 

There seemed to be a disturbance in one section of the building. Several people hurrying past him spoke of an amazing feat; someone was eating copious amounts of food. This piqued the interest of the Dreamer, while food was no longer a part of their existence, the act of eating was required for many life forms. The fact that someone was eating gluttonously was certainly something to examine. 

Making his way in the direction the workers had come, Skallagrim paused examining a map of various arenas linked to the building. Clearly Liaison had allowed the builders access to his considerable technology to link so many fields of death to this building.  A closer inspection of the technology required to do so would be on the list of things that Skallagrim would do while here. 

Had it been something the Dreamers erected the gates would be fueled by the galdhr energies of the dark universe, but the technology used would work on most likely more conventional physics.  Turning away from the arena wall the skeletal being bumped a woman of considerable size. Looking up at her Skallagrim merely stared, taking in the moment.

[color=fff79a]“Well? You gunna ‘pologize or am I gunna pound you?”[/color]

Skallagrim stared a moment before he spoke in a static filled hiss. [color=7ea7d8]“Gumbardian? Yes, you are a Gumbardian warrior woman. Your planet is the 9th moon circling the 6th planet in the system Scila IV. Judging by your traditional attire you have been invited to this locale as a potential combatant.”[/color]

The woman reared back, her watery eyes narrowed as she peered at the Xindhi.

[color=fff79a]“Yea? You wanna be my first victory boney?”[/color] Her meaty hand wrapping around the large laser rifle that Gumbardians enjoyed using. Her companion, a short haired tawny colored cat-boy gaped at the Xindhi before tugging at the large woman’s arm.  His voice a combination of snarls and mewlings as the woman paused in her movements. Her features paled as she jerked her hand from the laser rifle, her eyes growing wide as she backed away. 

[color=fff79a]“Erk . . .  I am. . . I didn’t. . . “[/color]

The cat-boy stepped between them, [color=a2d39c]“We are sorry; we are new to this place and didn’t realize your kind would be present.” [/color]

Skallagrim nodded to them then pushed his way past them towards the dining hall.