[i]Collaboration with [@Guardian Angel Haruki][/i] As everyone near Alexis started to rest, she noticed that the beholder decided to return her greeting. She nodded to him and answered after he gave her his name, “[color=seagreen]Nice to meet you[/color],” After he commented about her behaving and pointedly implied that two of them failed at it, Alexis chuckled “[color=seagreen]Well I’m not looking for romance like those two seem to be, so I think I’ll be okay on that end[/color],” Alexis then leaned against the wall with her hands behind her head and her elbows pointed upwards and she asked, “[color=seagreen]So...Can I ask how you became an adventurer of sorts? This is the first time I’ve actually met a Beholder[/color],” She wasn’t going to be rude in saying that beholders usually tried to kill people from what she heard. "The worlds are vast. Many inferior beings that dare call themselves my kin make their lairs in one locale, thinking that brings them might. No. It is only when the whole world knows your name and either respects you like no other or fears your passing when you truly live the position of power and privilege", Dyn answered to the question regarding his reasons for becoming an adventurer of sorts. Was he being honest? Probably. Depends on how one looks at the subject. After all, he was telling the truth. Just not the whole truth. "A question for a question. What brings you to the elemental plane of water? You do not have the looks of a local", the floaty would-be captain inquired in return, pleased to note that this one at least knew some manners. One more good head on the crew! Alexis placed her hand on her chin, and she commented in thought, “[color=seagreen]Hmm...It’s a long story, but I guess the best way to sum it up would be that I was traveling when I met the ullathai and he asked me for help with the Marid. I couldn’t really say no. So, that’s why I’m here in the Water Plane[/color],” The left corner of Dyn's mout dipped slightly as he pondered the reply. Travelling. Met the theullai. Got asked for help. Hardly similar to the story of theirs, where the greeting was an attack in frost and salty waves, and the task of fighting the Marid was much less something asked, more demanded. Or that was his understanding anyhow. But now wasn't the time to churn over the detail of him not exactly knowing what their contract included, though he hated it. Thus, he found the answer unlikely, but plausible enough to not press on it. She probably knew better than to lie to him. Time would tell. "At least our goals align for now. If you are smart, they may align for longer. Pick your sides carefully, including this 'group' of ours, despite her attempts to tell you there would be none to pick", Dyn finally replied, pointing briefly at Jill on the final words. Alexis raised an eyebrow at the beholder. Was he trying to intimidate her? And why would there be sides to pick in this group? They were friends with each other, right? Alexis answered the beholder with a shrug, “[color=seagreen]As for right now, I don’t see why our goals wouldn’t align for longer. But, I guess time will tell[/color],” That was enough of the newcomer, Dyn decided after hearing the last reply. He gave her a closed answer inviting no further discussion in the form of "We'll see", and floated onto his own. Or to his own, if one wanted to look at it like that. After all, the bundle of eyes, tentacles and other assorted fragments of perfection sought company among Jill and Adrevz, the two he knew for sure had some sense in their craniums. Adrevz more certainly, for he had raised her himself. Jill less so, but she was Jill. And that fact did weigh in on its own. [hr] Come the end of their rest, the Beholder unwound his tentacles from his chosen support (that very likely being one of the aforementioned ladies) and prepared to head off. While some might still need to take a moment to gather themselves as sleeping near a Beholder was often a new experience, seeing all of those things just blinking in and out of experience around the dreamer, Dyn moved on to make rudimentary map markings on their progress so far. It would both help them remember where they had already been as well as net them the money they had been promised back in the coral city. And when they finally were on the move, they soon ran into a pocket of air. Well, wouldn't it have been handy to rest here instead of back in the water of their actual chosen position. No use crying over spilled milk, but Dyn was quite mad nonetheless. He would have been fine to go on! The weakness of others had led to this once again! When could he trust in things to go well for him if he was beset by novices on all sides? Well, he had an air pocket to record on the map now. "Lets look into that air filled bit first. If it ends soon, all the better. If not, we shall head back into the water. We move faster below the surface", he stated his plan, expecting everyone to agree. He was, after all, the most intelligent one present, no doubt. [hider=Mechanics&Rolls] Dyn'yer'zhead is ready to roll, preferring to continue on the wet path but brings up the prospect of doing a brief scouting nip on the dry side. If it seems to end soon, explore that more thoroughly before going on. Otherwise, back underwater it is! [b]HP:[/b] 68/68 [b]AC:[/b] 16 [b]Concentrating:[/b] Nope [b]Bladesong status: [/b] Inactive, 2 uses left. [b]Slots/expended:[/b] 4/1 1st 3/0 2nd 3/0 3rd 3/0 4th 2/0 5th 1/0 6th [/hider]