"Hmm." Zeke said, reaching for his water. "I'm not really sure. She's always been tight-lipped about it. Envy is the talker on the subject." He admitted. "The elves exist because of some God that came down, took form, and took a human lover. I think they were granted immortality, but no ... Godhood?" Zeke made a face. "Over time, their immortality faded. So I think they die, just after a very long time."

After a long drink, he sighed and set his glass down. "I can relate to that. To Kire, I mean. The trying to do everything at once, thing." He shrugged his shoulders. "Before my injury, I was the same. Ruli and Envy, they're both gifted. Can do a million things at once, cane go anywhere whenever they want, to a point. But me, I'm just a soldier. So I became a soldier. Took on jobs, patrols, units, felt like I had to take on a lot to match them. I think if I were suddenly given powers like Ruli has, I would be worse than Kire is. I even think my morals would be far more questioning than hers. Or his." Zeke added with a raised eyebrow.

Then he looked over to Narda. "And you? If you were suddenly super powerful and full of magic, what would you do? You're a pirate or something, right? Would you take over coastal cities and become a queen?"

~

The shift in the conversation sobered her again, and she glanced upward once more to peer at the Gemini flag, her arms folding instinctively over her torso. It was hard to shove the creeping feeling out of her, not to mention the phantom pain at her scar. "They name  is an ill omen to my people, too, now." She admitted through gritted teeth, and she followed the flag pole down to the tent in which the Gemini were deliberating. 
The word 'emissary', as far as the elf could tell, was someone who spoke on behalf of a royal court. She'd heard it often when in Cordon with the horrible Risa woman. And that told her that these men, who were so close she could smell the cologne they'd dabbed on their flesh, were important to the people who were responsible for so much death. For all her own people she'd lost, for those women, including herself, who were taken and torn open. Not to mention Kire's family, who had lost their home, and the brother that the blond soldier beside her had never gotten to mourn. 

Myka's sudden question snapped Ysaryn's attention back around, her lips pressed thin in anger for a moment before the expression disappeared with a blink of her dark eyelids. "Yes." She answered about her blades. "And, I do not know. Depends on Kirai, I suppose. If her giantess friend is stranded there, she will want to return swiftly, I think, or the man she may be stranded with will bite her head off." She wrinkled her nose. "Or the elf they are near may shoot them."
Her fuchsia gaze moved to Ed. "You got out easy because you are polite. Zeck has an attitude like a [i]anga takel'var[/i]. A, uh." She made a face and unfolded her arms to gesture, her hands coming together with clawed fingers. "Is a reptile with strong jaw? Strong bite?" Dismissing the attempt, Ysaryn waved her hands. "No matter. Bad attitude. But even if they are here somewhere, like us, she may return to deliver Zeck, Rulitus and myself away."
With a glance over her shoulder toward the medical tent, Ysaryn frowned. "Were those things Amrian? The wolves? They were not like any dog I have seen."

~

Ruli's eyebrows slowly raised as he pictured what Kire described; from the high hair and the tight corset. He wasn't even sure what a train was, but he imagined having a long one made it difficult to move through doors. Or crowds. "Sounds more terrifying than the wolves." He commented idly, turning his attention back to the woman caring for his arm. "If I start coughing up furballs, I'm aiming for your dresses. They sound torturous."
Watching the healer do her work out of equal parts paranoia and interest, Ruli propped his head on his free hand as he leaned against the table. Kire muttered about her plans, mentioning Narda's likely course of action upon realizing they weren't returning promptly through the gate. Zeke would suggest the same, the two likely retreating to a nearby location, of not to the court of stiff-backed elves living in the woods nearby. They wouldn't get far, considering all of the party members who could take them long distances in a few seconds were currently trapped here. 

When Kire's tone changed to suggest a rather delicate topic, Ruli glanced up from the woman now bandaging his arm. Kire looked worried, thoughtful, like Envy often did when he was trying to sort out some puzzle. "Yeah. I help him with them all the time." He answered, watching her steeple her fingers thoughtfully. 
She explained her problem, and the Gemini's plan in dealing with the gate, and he frowned. "That ..." He began, trailing off to sort through his thoughts. "Thank you." He said to the healer as she finished wrapping his arm and moved away. He folded his arms over the table, tapping his fingers idly. "A containment ward on something like the gate, limited as my knowledge is on the thing, won't be safe." He offered. "Magic has to go somewhere. If they lock it in place using magic, it will be devastating to what is within. The Lithilote forest because what it did when the magic could fan out and fade. What it will be under a containment ward will be much worse."

His eyes moving unseeingly across the tables surface, he shook his head. "And even if they siphon it somewhere, the [i]where[/i] concerns me. Anyone trying to harness that sort of power, it would be deadly. Enough to destroy them or cause natural anomalies that destroy anything around it." Glancing up, Ruli furrowed his brow. "Whatever they're thinking, it either won't work, or they're not being up front about whatever it is they're really planning." He offered. "The wards, though." Ruli went quiet again. "Do you have something else in mind?"