[center][img]https://i.ibb.co/1Q4GR7t/image.png[/img][/center][hr] The armored woman's sudden appearance startled Cinder, his hands moving inside his satchel through muscle memory. As the lordly horseman calmed the lady knight down however, Cinder started to relax once more. He was clutching onto something weird and grassy, though... did part of the meadow end up in his pockets? Pulling his hand out of his satchel, Cinder looked down at what he was clutching, a look of bewilderment painted on his face. "[color=lavender]E-eh? Fresh wheat?[/color]" As he pondered the the reasons why this youthful vessel would carry the closed alpha stages of bread, brief memories began to flash back into Cinder's head. They were memories that did not belong to Cinder himself, but the boy that he's taken shape of? It was peculiar, to say the least. At the moment, it seems they were discussing some means to repairing these lands... "[color=lavender]Oh, I was raised on a farm! Field work shouldn't be too difficult for me![/color]" Despite being enthusiastic about helping out however, it seems that the lands themselves have their own way of remedy by means of that strange obelisk. As everyone continued to introduce themselves, Cinder stuffed the small handful of wheat back into his satchel as he did his best to remember everyone's name. They all had very unique names, too! Cinder thought his name used to be unique too, but he's not sure if his new body sported the vibrant red hair that his old one was blessed with. As he pondered just what sort of shade his newer and slightly longer locks sported, Cinder's attention was quickly drawn to Siris as he began to speak more about the peculiarities surronding his fields. "[color=lavender]... Ooh, ooh! Did you say beasts? I figured out what this wheat's for! If we run into something like a bear, I'm pretty sure I should be able to calm it down. That, and...[/color]" Cinder began to adjust his satchel, once again. Hooked onto the strap were three crystalline orbs. Something in his being told him that should they indeed run into a wild animal, it would be in Cinder's [i]very best[/i] interest to try and... throw one of these orbs at it? The boy was once again perplexed at the variety of strange objects he needed to throw at various individuals. "[color=lavender]Oh right, Er... Lord Siris, or [i]just[/i] Siris? I don't suppose you know the creepy skully guy, either? If it helps, all I remember is him mentioning some sort of 'fracturing...' I hope he didn't mean us fracturing your fields.[/color]" Cinder laughed innocently, scratching the back of his head as he continued to piece together the mystery of this new world.