[b]Outside of Warrior's Rest, Athena Familia's home.[/b]

"What're ya doing?" A sudden voice piped up from behind the girl in thick clothes who was pacing back and forth outside the villa.

It belonged to a very short, very inquisitive looking young girl... No, a pallum, who was busy holding two large bags, one in each hand. They were somewhat scraping against the road though, on account of her short statue and them being rather large. They seemed to be filled with a variety of thing, from vegetables and fruits to what looked like glass jars of who-knows-what and even some glass-wares. Still, the chestnut-haired pallum had seemingly forgotten all about her luggage and was busy focusing all her attention on the human lady infront her.

"Ya lost? Main street's over that-a way, ya know." The shorty said, pointing a luggae-hauling arm over back over in the dirction of another street a ways away. Lowering her arm, she smiled happily. "Don't go getting lost, yeah? Might run into ne'er-do-wells who'll gobble a pretty face like yours right up." She laughed, at this prospect which was not in the least bit funny.

She then hoisted the bags back an inch or so above ground and began to move again - towards the villa with the banner of Athena on it. It was only once the pallum had passed by the human however, that it became obvious. She had an Athena emblem too! Attached to her cloak... Which was an odd choice, since most people carried them somewhere on the [i]front[/i] of their bodies, for ease of noticing...

[b]Northern Orario.[/b]

"Uhm, wait, what? What's this about a Familia?" The boy tried to make sense of what the gargantuan man-beast had just said, but it was hard to focus when you were basically being kidnapped and headed for gods-know-where without any way to resist. His sister, far more frightened, could only clutch onto the giant's shoulder - and hair - in an attempt to keep herself from losing her balance.

"L-listen, Mister! Our mom took us here to meet someone, but we got seperated. She doesn't belong to a Familia!" The lad protested, trying his best to explain what had happened, and why the sudden decision to go look for one of the many Familia in Orario would not yield mother-related results.

A bunch of passerby's were now whispering, some pointing, and casting worried glances at the giant man with two, nearly crying, children on his shoulders... Children who looked nothing like him at all...