Ekho never minded the rain, but once she stopped moving and had settled into the warm room, the water began to sink into her fur clothes. It waited heavily on her, and combined with the heat of the room, she began to sweat and feel clammy. Wiping her forehead underneath her headdress, she openly scowled at anything and everything. The wooden staff of her spear creaked in protest of her overly-tight grip and she slightly eased up. When she heard that poor guy ask if the other champions had been here before, Ekho took this moment to loudly complain and not give anyone a chance to respond to the person who answered before her.

“This place is too small and really boring! When is that mayor dude going to come and talk to us? That pig taking his time – who does he think he is?!” The wild woman exclaimed loudly so everyone in the room would here and maybe then some. 

She stood up and began pacing around the room, growling under her breath like a feral animal backed into a corner. “I mean, it’s considered rude to keep people waiting, you know! I bet that man just thinks he could stride in here whenever he wants like he owns the place! Well, he probably does, but that’s [i]not[/i] the point. I ought to kill him, y’know. Wasting my time like this – I have places to be, too. I say we should leave this rotten village to the beast.” Despite her talk, Ekho had no intention of leaving her mission – that was not the type of person she is. But she enjoyed complaining and she enjoyed talking loudly and she enjoyed the others having to listen to her because they themselves couldn’t leave.