[indent] [/indent][h3][hr][color=Tan]Ferris Talese[/color][/h3][hr][sup][i][@Pezz570][@HokumPocus][@Jerkchicken][@Fetzen][@13org][/i][/sup][indent] [/indent] Dashing up the stairs, Ferris did his best to match the innate stealth of the large-pawed feline at his side. Thankfully, there seemed to be nothing intent on stopping his ascent, and soon enough he reached the floor where the sources of the voices he’d heard earlier were. Besides Sil, there was Karina and DB, judging by the woman’s white hair and the gourds the man carried. With Lynx beside him, Ferris managed not to get attacked immediately, instead holding up his palms towards the trio as he paused by the stairwell. [color=Tan]“Chres helped me up. He and Octavio are just outside the tower—Sil and Lynx can confirm,”[/color] he said, then walked closer, talking as he did. [color=Tan]“I’m Ferris. The Being sent me to join you.”[/color] His eyes drifted to Karina, whose brief had noted a military background from the Nation of Touch, which was currently at war with the Nation of Sight. What The Being had offered her seemed relatively obvious from that fact, but at the same time it could have been more complex. His own goals were more lofty and complicated than he appeared, after all. [color=Tan]“I’m an Augaisionist. Paranoid, sometimes, but let’s focus on getting out first,”[/color] he said, putting his hands down as he walked over to peer into the hole the others were gathered around. His brief explanation of his magic and its side effects would have to suffice for the moment. Any biases they might have towards or against him would hopefully be deemed less important than the help he could offer at the moment. At the bottom of the hole, which fell all the way to what may as well be the ground floor, a pale-haired man was aiming his crossbow at a Sightless, whose elongated fingers resembled worms more than they did any body part. The man seemed disheveled but still in fighting condition, as was the Sightless. [color=Tan]“I take it that’s Týfurkh?”[/color] Ferris asked, straightening to face the others.