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A slight grin formed on Tabitha's face as everyone explained their reasoning for accepting such an insane quest.  Nakala only half-listened to most of the explanations only because she didn't want to grow attached... lest they end up the same way as some of the others at the camp. She was more focused on the Queen, and she had to tell herself to keep it cool as the woman really didn't want to suck up to any type of royalty. Especially the kind that likely has slaves or treats the ones who aren't as slaves. However, she wasn't going to shoot herself in the foot either, especially since Queen Tabitha seemed to be the type to fly off the handle at the slightest sign of disrespect. She had to look at everyone else's forms of respect from taking a knee (as the Golem that got a bit too close did), a slight nod (as Arthur did), and bowing (as her short, wordy, friend, did).

However, it was her time to speak after the human girl finished. It was awkward, but Nakala bowed forward and resisted the urge to hurl as the very act made her very sick to her stomach but she was gonna suck it up. She had to do it for Joko.

Anything for Joko.

"Oh, Queen," Nakala tried to pull off an overly cheery and servile tone... however it probably ended up sounding forced and sarcastic. "My daughter was taken by slavers, and I wish to use the wealth you offer in return for buying her freedom... O' [i]gracious/i] one[.]"

In response, the Queen stuck her hand out, and shortly afterward, a servant ran up with a wine glass and ran off... followed by another slaver who came with a bottle of the [i]finest[/i] red wine and poured it all into her glass. The Queen gulped it all up in one fell swoop. Before she spoke,

"Some of you are here to help others, some are here for their own personal mission... I can't say there isn't any bad reason for accepting this quest I've put out," She chuckled for a moment before her eyes fell onto the elf-girl. "However, there isn't really much to help down there... as the Karlezek said, nothing but endless chaos! There are better places to use my resources..." 

Nakala stood upright as she looked off to the side awkwardly.

"Now that I got your reasoning, I believe that you all are serious about this task! Perhaps you were the right group to ask... but that's what I told the last group! Ohoho!" She laughed briefly, "Just kidding, but perhaps I should explain to you [i]properly[/i] what I want, and [i]why?[/i]"

Nakala didn't care for why, but what exactly this bitch wanted, however, she quietly played along like the others. Tabitha stuck her hand out again and the wine glass was filled up yet again.

"I was born in the very ruins that became Exusia... back in my time, this was a "cursed" island where all the Witches and wizards were cast-off to. A scattered lot of people that didn't know their potential! And throughout my youth, I used to play in these ruins, and I read the runes and writing on the walls and I was enamored by the stories they told. They were so interesting, yet, at the time I had no idea what they even meant."

She sighed as she finished the wine and placed a hand on her chest and continued. "They were the stories of this world, the past of this land... Alas, they stop short, and there are many gaps of information in them. The kind of gaps I want filled, sweeties. These glyphs speak of other locations which have more stories to tell spread all across the land...."

She trailed off as she rolled her head from one shoulder to the other accompanied by a roll of her eyes. "I think you all are educated enough to get what I'm inferring here... but do acknowledge if you accept this quest you'll be going deep into areas such as New Kaimeria, The Sorrowfields and... Desolation."

She paused.

"... Do you accept?"