[center][b]Sigmund[/b][/center]

Sig frowned slightly, giving Shela a look of pity. 

"The poor dear..." He murmured. He'd seen cases of possession more than a few times over the years. At best it was confusing, at worst nightmarish. Either way it could leave a person disturbed and rattled.

"It's lovely to meet you, Carmen, Hakeem. Liana was kind enough to cut me out of a chair earlier, so I'm rather impressed with her so far." He quickly stopped petting Celestia at mention of her being sentient. He hoped he hadn't offended her, but she didn't seem terribly bothered. Maybe she just thought he was a fool.

Now some mechanical looking fellow was approaching them, talking about... Torksnuff? What had he said? Whatever it was, it seemed to upset Liana and her friends quite a bit. He was opening his mouth to comment when some sort of small purple creature approached. It was saying something about....

The various threads off conversation danced through the air around him, begging to be woven into something coherent. Regretfully, Sig was no rope maker. His eyes glazed over.

[i]My my, they talk a lot.[/i] He thought.
[i]yes. some of them chatter through the air, with theirs minds and machines[/i] whispered a spirit in reply.
[i]Oh? Have you learned anything interesting?[/i] 
A pause.
[i]that they are [b]noisy[/b].[/i]

Sig sighed. Well that was too much to hope for. His gaze wandered to the two dragons. [i]Hot damn, they did fit inside. How about that.[/i]

He had nearly given up hope of understanding what the hell was going on when Leval mentioned heading out. 

"A-ha! Now that's the spirit." He said, clapping the young man on the back. 

"Liana!" He said, placing a hand on her shoulder. "I see you've managed to make yourself the center of quite a bit of confusion. If you have things you must deal with, I understand, but my [i]preference[/i] would be that you come along."

"For my part, I intend to go exploring the mysterious floating island. I would prefer to have company along the way. After all, two is company, three is a crowd, but four or more is an [b]adventuring party[/b]."

He followed Leval and the girl, whose name he had missed, to some place called 'The Rainbow Field'. It sounded like a fun music festival, honestly, but in his experience mysterious places tended to some spectacularly misleading names.

He soaked in the sights, serenely puffing on a long wooden pipe. It [b]was[/b] quite beautiful. The sun was shining, the flowers were talking...

He stopped, tapping his chin with his pipe.

"Is... Is that a fucking talking flower?"

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