[center][h2][color=6ecff6]Sigmund O’Welles[/color][/h2][/center]

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It was hard for him to admit, but after working primarily on his own for so long, it felt [b]good[/b] to know he was part of a team. Perhaps even greater than his trepidation towards the island was the unease he felt about being directly under someone else's command. Sig was sorely lacking in the [i]shut up and do what you're told[/i] department. In fact, he'd quit (or been fired from) a handful of projects where he simply could not mesh with the leadership.

As he met Smith for the first time in the flesh, those fears melted away. The team leader was a far cry from the bawling, red faced gorilla or the pusillanimous bureaucrat he worried he would encounter. He didn't say it aloud, but it was in that moment that Sig decided that he would follow this man into... well, whatever it was he was after. Sig had spilled wine on the dossiers he'd been sent before he'd had a chance to read much past the first page.

He gave the others a bright smile and a nod as they were introduced. Constance seemed to have an air competence around her, which Sig found reassuring, and honestly how could anything go wrong when they had a ship's captain called [i]Skipper[/i]?

[i][color=6ecff6]Oh God,[/color][/i] He thought with a flash of unease, [i][color=6ecff6]what about [b]Gilligan[/b]?[/color][/i]

Having a dedicated white mage along for the ride was certainly an auspicious sign, but there was something about the man introduced as Clyde that worried Sig. It wasn't only that he seemed much younger than the rest of the crew: there was a tinge of [i]falsehood[/i] about him. Sig smiled and nodded all the same, but made a mental note to keep an eye on him. 

It was Liana that caught him off guard. Indeed, there [i]was[/i] something about the woman he found uncannily familiar. Sig was realized that it was indeed very nice to see her: He immediately felt a strong sense of kinship with her, as if they had known each other for years and this was not a meeting but rather a reconnecting. 

[i]there are other worlds than these[/i] whispered Magpie cryptically in his mind. Sig reached out and clasped Liana's skeletal hand warmly.

"[color=6ecff6]No,[/color]" He said in response ",[color=6ecff6]and also [b]yes[/b], though not in a way I'm fully equipped to understand. I look forward to getting to know you.[/color]" He flashed her a warm smile. "[color=6ecff6][i]Again[/i], perhaps.[/color]"

As the rest of the team arrived, he made his introductions. "[color=6ecff6] Sig O'Welles. It's nice to meet you both, Ozzie, Leval. I look forward to our inevitable wacky misadventures.[/color]" He felt a similar twinge of inexplicable nostalgia as he introduced himself Leval.

[i]a fine a pack as any[/i] said Coyote.
[i]piss on that[/i] snapped Bobcat in an uncharacteristic outburst. [i]keep your guard up, kitten.[/i]

The internal bickering of his Totems was cut short by the arrival of...

"[color=6ecff6]Hot damn![/color]" He nearly shouted, his eyes bright with childlike curiosity. He took a few quick steps toward Golem and began to slowly walk around it, inspecting it's glowing crystalline form. "[color=6ecff6]A real construct! Cleverly wrought as well... Powered by raw mana, are you?[/color]"

Sig reached up and gave the hulking figure a friendly pat on the chest. "[color=6ecff6]Don't worry Mr. Colossus. I'm sure we'll be fast friends. Or I'll annoy the piss out of you. Only time will tell.[/color]"

As Smith gave them their leave, he would move back towards the other two men who had arrived not long after him. 

"[color=6ecff6]So, my new found friends, what is it that you [i]do[/i]? Y'know, as in...[/color]" He wiggled his fingers in a pseudo mystical gesture. "[color=6ecff6]That sort of thing? I'd like to know how best to work together. And if either of you say 'pulling rabbits out of hats', I'll slap you. It's a stale joke.[/color]"