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[b][color=376877]Wordage:[/color][/b] [i]718 (+1 points)[/i]
[b][color=376877]Experience:[/color][/b] [i]17/30 EXP[/i]
[b][color=376877]Location:[/color][/b] [i]The Under[/i]
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At least, [i]at least[/i] Artorias took solace for the time now that he was whole and his feet were planted firmly upon the ground. The knight however was reluctant to let himself relax yet, he would save that for when he felt the warmth of the sun and the light he was conflicted to believe could be anything but evil upon him. 

It was afterwards on the long return journey, it was admittedly less than noteworthy but the other Seekers took it as an opportunity to recuperate from the experience. 

Artorias could be seen every so often rubbing his shoulder reflexively, as if he was worried it might disappear again. Since he had joined the Seekers the knight maintained a bit of a distant demeanor, but this was borne not from lacking social skills it was due to the fact his speech seemed to be confusing or at times offensive to others. 

Along the way he found himself at times wishing to speak but holding his tongue out of respect to let those around him speak amongst themselves. Still he was there to help deal with swarms if there were any or to just take the time to listen to his comrades discuss and recuperate from Kanna's meddling. 

Artorias would have been a bit more in line to make sure the odd plant woman and her rabbit be kept supervised or even contained were they somewhere like Anor Londo but that was neither here nor there and she was no evil spirit of the Dark. 

Kanna was best left here to her own devices, more importantly far from him and anyone else. Though Artorias did find her outgoing and bubbly demeanor amusing, it was not oft he met people so cheery considering the world he came from. These Seekers were a mixed bunch, almost alien at times while others were more closely human but still at least they were out to fix whatever this Galeem character had done to cause them all to be here.

It wasn't long before they arrived to where this vast metal behemoth towered, an odd machine with cables running from it like tentacles that apparently powered it from what he gathered listening to the dwarves and his companions conversations. 

This 'Data Vault' as the dwarves called it apparently was what they had come there and back for, he left the technical stuff to everyone else feeling a bit at odds with the tech of the DRG crew.

Artorias felt like he'd never really get used to feeling out of place in such a setting. He could only hope maybe somewhere up on the surface there was a place for him, as his sword could only cut so much and cutting metal was not something he was capable of.

Once everyone was ready, the dwarf Overhard had set up some standing machinery that seemed to buzz and whir.

Then when the others in the DRG crew finally finished working at the batteries did the Caretaker make itself known, raising four robotic pillars and causing sparks of electricity to arc. Leaping out of harms way, Artorias grunted trying to find higher ground to keep out of the way of the Caretakers arms. 

Once again the Wolf Knight took a back seat to the fight, playing support as he came to the aid of one of the Travelers, the Dancer whom called herself Primrose "[color=376877]Watch thy back. [/color]" the knight said simply after he rolled to his feet, leaping from his place to play the part of bodyguard.

He hesitated before speaking again "[color=376877]Do not take that as what thou may think,[/color]" he added holding Finstertöter at the ready "[color=376877]Thou arte no damsel in distress.[/color]" though he hadn't spoken much to either of the Travelers he had enough experience to say they could hold their own but even then it was smart to lend each other a hand or in this case a sword.

Thus the towering knight kept the Dancer’s proverbial rear covered while she cast her black magic, of which caused Artorias to raise a worried brow at but for the time he would put it out of mind as he kept his focus on the dangerous arcs of electricity and the deadly grasp of the Caretaker.