Nale wasn't really sure what to do with the creature, so he just greeted it as it passed by. Sighing in relief he followed the rest.

He listened for a while for Uriel's rant, before he went into thought as well. "Now that you mention it" He finally said, "What I've looked at everyone, things don't seem to be consistent with what I've grown used to. I mean, I have seen constructs, undead and the like, but there are small details that are wrong. That plus none of you seem to know the lands of each other, and yet most of us possess the same skin tone. I know there's at least one unknown continent, but you folks look like your came from the central lands like me. And this world is too... normal to be an Otherworld. Granted, this place looks a little like the Hellrealm, but if it was, where are the demons?"

He then listened to Primalia. "I have seen winged folk a few times, but these were vampires who pretended being fae. Of course, real fae look like whatever stories are told of them. Some angels have wings too, but they seem too mortal to be angels. Some beastfolk can resemble birds, but they can change between human form and winged form. River's form, on the other hand, appears to be permanent." Nale looked at River "That is you natural form, isn't it?"

It was then that it hit Nale. Uriel said that he hadn't seen magic like the locks. He needed to check. "How does the magic you know of work?" He asked, pointing at Uriel "What I know of it, there is no strength without weakness. Whatever abilities you gain makes you vulnerable to something, one way or another. Does the magic you know work like that? Do you need to bond with the world or outside forces to use magic on a high level? Can that magic turn against you? Damage your senses, turn you mad, even kill you if you cast something too powerful or disruptive. Does it get weaker on lands where that magic isn't commonly practiced?"

Nale then pointed at Primalia, "When you were built, did your creator warn you to avoid certain things, fire or water or anything? Do you get rebellious, violent, or even just angry when people treat you like an object? Does you body require constant maintenance?"

Nale took a few deep breaths, "Sorry about that," He apologized, "It's just that... I think I might have an idea what's going on, and I needed to know."