[b]"Hmm."[/b]
[color=9ec5e2]"Hm."[/color]
[color=25a8ba]"Hmmmmmmmm."[/color]
[color=ba2525]"Perplexing."[/color]
[color=c79dd7]"Huh."[/color]

The shadow soldier stared at the photograph in his hand, then back at the devastated wasteland around him. A fire burned solitary in the ruins of a house to his right, and what used to be a castle stood ahead of him. The grasses were fertile and green but stained with blood, and some of the trees were off kilter, their trunks broken and torn.

Cho scratched his head and took a look at the photograph again. It described a castle with a relief so ornate, it didn't belong in a place full of wanton destruction like this. His weapons bore the same confused looks on their faces, each trying to figure out if the pile of rubble ahead of them was the right building or not.

[b]"I swear this isn't the place."[/b]

[color=c79dd7]"Maybe you shouldn't have taken that left turn at Albuquerque, boss."[/color]

He sighed as his weapons, save for his pistol, giggled and chuckled in amusement at the "joke".

[b]"Very funny, Barr."[/b]

[color=c79dd7]"Whaaaaat?"[/color]

[b]"In any case, I guess we could look for a local or something to ask about this place. If this is the right castle, then we're in luck. If not, then it's another few days of wandering for us."[/b]

Saying that, he kept the photo and walked towards the ruined castle. Mayhaps someone there could tell him more about this place.