Hitori frantically began to move, cutting down any straggling Goblin down and not even wasting time to extract the livers, The Mists were rolling in fast and it was making his sensory Gem go crazy with all the conflicting energy readings. He tried to calm down and focus upon any familiar energies that he had encountered which were hopefully in a safer place than the open forest. As luck would have it There were two potent Energies that each radiated off of a different body which Hitori recognized as the Princess Garnet and Cassius, they appeared to be hidden within the wreckage of the Airship and relatively safe. Hitori wasted no time and made his way towards their energies, Ada should be fine and with any Luck the Others have listened to the Little Doll and hopefully be able to get to relative safety.

Hitori finally made his way to the wreckage and found where Garnet and Cassius were. His hands, Mouth, and his White Robes were all stained the brilliant Crimson of Goblin blood and he figured he must be quite the unnerving sight right now, a terrifying long-Limb Kumiho spattered in blood and gore wielding a damn scythe, probably not the best look to go for right now. He made his scythe Dispel and made his limbs more human appropriate but was still dirty from the Goblin blood, "Merciful Forest Lords! The Mists came Rolling in out of nowhere, I told Ada to go and try and help the others though. Forgive my intrusion and my currently Slovenly appearance." Hitori said as he gestured to his blood spattered visage.

"I don't like the Mist, it makes everything feel like it's shouting and too bright and messes with my Gem." Hitori Complained as he huddled under his tails.

Cassius wasn't sure if he was supposed to fear Hitori more or less... The Princess however gagged at the scent of the blood.
"It's nice to see you in one piece. But you smell putrid from your... endeavors." Cassius turned as he looked at the torch-post they set up, arms crossed. Baku was sitting close to the wheel... Holding what looked like some form of brandy as he was drinking to his hearts content.

Blank somewhat glared at Hitori. "Hello to you too."
"Don't be bitter... Foxes can be one track minded Lad..." Baku exhaled with a low belch as he continued to sip at his brandy.

Cassius somewhat paced the floor, moving closer to Dren. "Not that I don't... appreciate your sense of loyalty. In fact is quite amusing. But... Me and the Princess are not the only people who are here... In a Vision... You stand on a stone visage, stone itself, look of hurt and betrayal on your petrified body..." Cassius turned around, swaying a bit. "I am trying to say... I don't command you and she does not command you. But if you are going to pledge some form of loyalty, like a domesticated being from a wild one? Then can you do me one favor? Interact with those who help around... Like say... Dren... You would not want him walking off on us in his time of need... Would you?" There was a slight cold, yet endearing smile Cassius gave off... From Clueless, to Innocent, Cunning all in a few mere interactions.

Garnet took note of his sense of Charisma. As a Leader to be, she would need to have a form of composition that lay beyond her mother's. It was impressive to see such a no name show some form of strength in his stance despite him being completely unarmed. "What do I call you sir?" She looked over to him inquisitively as a witness.

"Cassius Alexandros Svent... A... person of interest sent me." He gave a nod to her.
"I am..."
"I know who you are your highness. Sorry if I come off as... Curt.. But I rather not strain you in these trying times. So I ask you to try to get some form of rest. Please?" There was a slight plead visible in Cassius' expression- a frown really.

"Okay Mr.Svent." She bowed her head slightly as she sat down near the wall.
"Ohh. And this is Dren. He will be helping us." Cassius introduced the mage to her. To which she gave a smile to him, she did not really say anything, but she bowed her head understanding the effort he was putting in just by being there.

Meanwhile... Randy's struggle was in Vain, from the flurry of punches the Plant had received- The Plant known as "Prison Cage" Put up a rather harder fight compared to what the Goblins gave to them. It swatted it's tendrils at Naisha with relative ease... If not intercepted, she may as well be dismissed from the fight... During this process, the being absorbed a bit of Randy's life force for it's own. Truly a vile creature.

Dren had been surprised the... well... now frankly THING that he had seen had returned unto them. Considering his attitudes and... well, appearence during that encounter, Dren had assumed he'd gone on some forest wide rampage. But to see him here again... interesting. Perhaps there were thoughts directing action instead of instinct. He'd helped get the torch burning with his magic at the very least.

The elegant fellow's words further intrigued Dren. Whether the man was terrorist or not, he'd clearly pilfered a silver tongue from the most cunning charmer. Just who was this rogueish person whom he now followed for survival's sake? Maybe he would not even get an answer... now was hardly the time for one.

"Madam." Dren removed his hat and bowed slightly for her. He was uncertain as to why the elegant fellow called her by a title denoting regality... it certainly wasn't apparent. Perhaps it was simply an opposite cultural thing he was missing. Regardless, he had his manners, especially around a lady. "Dren Roche, formally. Alchemist and magician, at your service." He might as well have been at this point, honestly.

Hitori sighed, "It wasn't loyalty that made me seek you and the princess out and immediately take note of either of you. The Mists really had me in an absolute mess of a state and were making it incredibly hard to concentrate with my gem. You two had bright energy patterns I could actually see compared to the horribleness of the Mists. Coming into a Safer area from that....it takes a bit before my senses fully adjust and are able to register everything. Still I didn't want anything terrible to happen to any of you, Despite you all being...... rather stand-offish, I have nothing against any of you." Hitori said before turning to Dren.

"Dren-Wizard.... you have your ways and I can respect that, please respect that I have mine as well and I am trying to help in ways that I can. I am still getting used to being around...all of you..." Hitori said as he gestured to everyone in the room. Hitori by this point was exasperated. The Princess was right though, He did have an unsavory Corpse stink about him and that would definitely be the first plan of action before even trying to show these people that he could play nice with them.

"Now if No one minds I need to do this so I don't offend anymore people with the stench of corpses." Hitori went and stood where he would be out of the way and no where near anything he could give water damage and summoned a wispy version of Siren to cleanse him with her Waters and dissipate the waters back into the air so nothing got soaked or damaged and Hitori would be dry. It worked well enough but it would have to be later that Hitori would be able to entirely remove the bloodstain from his white robes.

Perhaps though he could try later to interact with these people, perhaps they were more than horrible shells of Judgmental Flesh. Hitori secretly hoped they were, it wasn't often that people spoke to him with respect and outside of his various disguises.

Karn cursed under her breath as the vile plant was a lot more stubborn compared to goblins. Prison Cages... Annoying stubborn monsters. "Yeah, buuut I'm more of a de-claw cat then a magic sphinx. Might pull the claws out though." she answered Wylde's words on the ineffectiveness of her physical attacks. Removing her gloves and putting them in one of her utility belt bags before flexing her fingers. Claws showing and outright. At the stowaway's plan, the blonde quickly gave a thumbs up. "On it. Go for it." she said. Ears perking as the plant monster thrashed its tendrils at the Familiar, the feline Demi-human quickly charged. Launching herself at them from the side and swinging her claws at the tendrils to shred them up and detour them from the course to the Familiar. She felt a sharp sting to her right shoulder as a tendril whipped against it and she bit her bottom lip in order to avoid yowling. She was probably bleeding, but for now she ignored it. It could still move, so she would still move.

Giving some time for her ally to attack, charging at the creature, pulling her right fist as if to claw it right in the face before jumping, foreword flipping to land on top of it. Digging her toes against the side of it. If there managed to be a opening, Karn would quickly shove her left hand into the creature's cage and grab at Randy, while her right hand clawed the opening to attempt to pull it further apart while she tried pulling her crewmate out.

Randy’s focus was mainly upon getting free from this creature. Despite it seeming not to budge yet, he would only continue pushing against it. Dealing with this would be like a stubborn screw that would rather stay still. Hopefully all it would need is some strength and patience to pop it or at least a portion of it out of place. That was rather hoped for and seeing the success earlier against another creature the point of trying still remained.

The question seemed to be whether or not he could stick onto this particular patience. Seeing as he was already feeling unwell. Being drained in more than one sense was not helping the scenario. His strength along was likely bound to fail at the point or another. Making the tools rather useless if so. Yet, there still plenty of tools left to use in a sense but likely ineffective. It could be worth trying at least, like forcing out a bolt with a screw driver. He had no idea why these comparisons kept coming.

Randy continued to push onward. Beginning to use another tool as well! His teeth! Immediately trying to tear at the plant like structure around him and tear it apart if only by bites at a time. If not, gnawing on something would at least help to settle his stomach a little. He continued to try and bite and tear through the blossom and plant like structure around and trying to chew through it if not able to take it all in one go. There was a brief thought if his teeth were made for such things, bringing about a forced chuckle.

Wylde was just about to dash to protect her familiar when Karn did it in her stead. The exsoldier smiled as she took stance. This was going to be a close one. They needed to wrap this up and dash away from the mist as fast as possible and there wasn't much time left. When the feline person gave the agree about Wylde's plan, the human smiled once more. Already in stance, she waited for the moment that her companion in this fight jumped on top of the creature ready to pull her shipmate out of it when a chance presents itself.

The ice had already covered her rapier forming the longer blade so it was now or never. Concentrating herself on this one move, she pushed her body to it's limits, a single dash followed by 4 stabs in the manner of a moment. She had to be fast, had to be precise had to create opening big enough. Locking everything distracting away, she focused only on the target. The first stab impacted the moment she was just in range for the tip of the frozen lance to pierce. It hit slightly above the middle line of the prison. The second stab impacted almost instantly afterwards diagonally down and left from the first stab. The third followed even lower but just under the first one and the forth finished a diamond shape. With a last move after the fourth stab, she swung full strength to the side to tear away the weakened and fractured piece she should have created with this attack. If this didn't work... well she was ready to unleash another flurry of attacks to weaken the cage even more.

With the immense trauma the plant was facing, it had no choice but to pull back, but to move effectively, it dropped the demi human.
From part of the absorption of the Vitality, he would more than likely need to be carried back. Though... this created the quandary of what the girls had to do. On one hand, it meant they could carry Randy back with ease, provided Ada lead the way. On the other, it meant they may have to drop some salvage. Either way, the plant was nearing the end of it's life... There was particularly rare flower petals on it's vines it used for arms.

"Go go go!" Ada cheered in Karn's mind as it rode on her shoulder, it's little arms flailing somewhat.

Randy being dropped and freed from the plant like creature felt rather successful. Briefly giving off a smirk as he dropped down toward the ground below. Had he been paying a more broad attention he would have likely noticed some other factors and more of the combat that his current had been going through. On the other hand this brief moment felt like an awesome feat of some sort and mentally he would take the credit for such.

Taking in the ‘awesome’ feat for a moment in excitement he threw his right arm forward a bit. Randy was planning to say some form of profanity, taunt or form of gloating to the prison cage in the excitement of things. That was before the excitement quickly dropped right back down to a form of nausea. In which he found himself quickly covering up his nose, and mouth, making sure to keep the mouth closed rather tightly in order to not let anything escape from it.

As he fell out or was dropped out he barely noticed that his legs seemed to be rather refusing to work at the moment. Everything from the waist down felt rather numb at this moment in fact. It was a bit of an improvement from the soreness that was felt in certain regions a bit earlier. He began backpedaling or rather slowly dragging himself away from the plant like creature.

After the onslaught attacks, the creature finally seemed to weaken and release the giant squirrel. The feline lept off, clenching her right hand as her shoulder throbbed but kept her emerald gaze on the monster. Ears perking at the doll's voice within her head as the said plush jumped on her shoulder, she sniffed the air and scoffed. Glancing to the exsoldier to be sure she was finishing off the Prison Cage before quickly going over to Randy.

Her crewmate seemed to be having a difficult time. Not surprising since he was being eaten alive but it would make escaping a bit more difficult. Randy was a big heavy guy after all. Reaching into her utility pouches, she searched for a spare potion. Most of what she had though was her own medicine. Managing to find one little vial of potion, the feline Demi-Human went to her squirrly companion's right side and grabbed his right arm to drape over her shoulders. Handing him the potion.

"Come on Squirrly, you're not looking as handsome as usual. Let's try to get the fuck outta here. Then maybe we can take a nap and have some soup. Hercule... Little help." the blonde joked before calling her familiar to lend a assist. Increasing her speed as she tried carrying her injured companion. Glancing back at Wylde to be sure she was alright.

She took most of the plant down, so by rule she gets the goods... Unless they get stolen but that's for another time when their necks were not on the line. "Hey Sugar, mind giving me a paw? Squirrels have been getting heavier than I remember. And the little doll here is quite sure we should go." Karn said, but she kept moving. Her stowaway could probably keep up easy.

After the attack landed and the planted basically let it’s prisoner free, Wylde took a deep breath as the creature was trying to craw away. Still she wasn’t going to let it free with just this! They had just a little bit more time and Wylde planned to use it effectively. The creature had some rare petals she wanted!” Naisha! Blizzard!” The ex soldier called for aid from her familiar as she also charged at the creature. She was targeting some of the vines and as soon as the magic attack landed, she followed with another flurry of stabs and a few slashes.

Taking but a moment, she dismissed her familiar as she grabbed a handful of the petal, quickly putting them away in one of her pockets, before dashing towards Karn.” The doll is right… we’d better move fast!” She said as she leaned over to help Karn with Randy. She took gained some loot so she was content with the fight for now.

“Okey… I say mad dash to the ship… Lead the way…” She said to the doll as she pulled all strength into her arms and legs as they started to carry the wounded Randy.

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“That was close!” She said finally when they were on the ship.” Next time I say we avoid crashing down in cursed forests!”

"Hm?" Dren looked to Hittori speaking to him... well, that was unusual. He honestly hadn't expected him to take the regal fellow's words seriously considering how beastly he had acted, and standoffish himself back on the ship... but Dren was not going to look a gift horse in the mouth. "I will respect it. And I will respect you, as well." He replied, offering him a gentile smile as he went out on his own. It was a start, at least... of course, they were still something of a sitting duck. And whilst Dren could protect them, he could not fend off an army if it came to that. No, they'd need to be cautious...

He put a hand on the brim of his hat as he tapped into what Cassius had said. He could feel it even now... that slight pulsing heartbeat of a familiar. Not just of his own, but of the others in the room with him... and more, beyond the boundaries of their little shelter. He looked and tried to peek outside in the hopes of seeing others... they needed all the manpower they could get right.

Cassius was pleased to see everyone was in better spirits to some degree. Though he... did shrug at Hitori's response to him. As far as he saw it, it was just blind loyalty; not that he wasn't used to that from where he was from. It was just unusual to see such an older being act... like a domesticated animal to him... He found it oddly charming. Though... For the next few hours he found himself sitting next to Blank and Baku. There were many questions about to be answered.

Cassius took his helmet off as he swayed over. "Your friends are on their way. A vision shows their safe return, the red one is injured however... Though, it is nothing these lovely gentlemen can't fix." He grinned somewhat trying to show he was confident in those around him.

"I am curious... Who are you working for... Mr.Svent, was it?" The Leader holding the brandy took a light drink.
"Hmm... I suppose if we are in the same boat, it is better to dispense with the secrets..." Cassius tilted his head left to right, cracking his shoulders, adjusting his posture to sit up straight on the sideways barrel. Blank took a seat by him, somewhat poking his ears.

"Err....?"
"Sorry, just Karn never likes when I touch her ears, and let's be honest... You look to feminine to fight, you do have the Charisma to lead... But yeah, tell us who you are working with." He gave a slight grin at Cassius' eyebrow's slight twitch.

"If you must know, I am with the Regent of Lindblum. If you need to see papers, they are in my boot... not that they smell. I mean, the only thing here that reeks aside from the blood on your blades and breaths is just the half naked man swooning over me." Cassius closed his eyes in frustration. "And if you must know... I do know how to fight."

"Pompous when irritated... Yet sharp like a arrow and twice as fast... But what are you doing aside from... This...?" Baku looked to the resting Princess, she was laying on her white robes in her orange jumpsuit.

"There to- Here rather to be sure we don't have... unnecessary casualties..." Cassius felt his eyes shifting in Hitori's general direction as he rolled his shoulders.

"Well, I saw our ninja here talking to the Engineers... Want to tell me about that? I think we are all just dying to know."
"Here, here." Baku raised his glass before taking another drink.

"Simple, they work with me in Lindblum's research and development... I am... The next deputy director seeing as I have Ifrit... And the previous director held, but... That is something another will have to answer for... but seeing as he is no longer alive... I unfortunately have to take charge..." Cassius felt his hands clasping together, digits interlocking.

"So... You're like me. You like working, but hate taking responsibility?" Blank felt his grin recede slightly. He did not quite feel sorry for him, but he did want to understand the puzzle before him.

"Errr? No. Just I never expected to... Well... Stand in I guess? I'm just usually the guy who holds a list of things I need to check off, I don't bark orders around, I just inspect things. This is... New to me. I was not really one for... Fighting like he was, but seeing as he died... I am going to assume he did what he had to so we may safeguard the future... but... enough about me... What about you?" Cassius felt his gaze looking to the demi human who scratched his gut.

"A Pioneer of craft. I enjoy the stage, the lights, and the praise. And the literature. But where I came from? I did not have the most well versed of upbringings. But fuck the lords of Treno, the uppity rich bastards are why our city is in shambles... You can boast about trying to inherit all these meaningless treasures, but to what does that make a man?"

"Treasure does not make a man... A man makes the treasure, the journey, and the effort." Cassius replied lowly as he saw the man's gaze somewhat intensify.

"Exactly my point! So... All this? This was the result of me trying to have my own adventure, finding others with the same goal. Have fun, have women, have just everything at your fingertips even if just for a few nights, to going back to square one!" Baku roared with a resounding chuckle, at which startled Cassius. "Why do what you love once and quit after obtaining what you seek? It is such a thrill to go out swinging, exploring, and fighting in the vast wilds... To going into cities busted up with more loot... Then hold a play the day after, just to get a few hours of praise. Those are the people we call men. The people who build their lives. Just like how we built the Prima Vista. And a second one we shall build." He took a large swig.

"Heh, I suppose that is a stance to live by... risky and all... But, that does not sound very safe." Cassius looked down.
"Bah. Safe? Where is the fun standing behind a clipboard and checking list off? Where is the excitement? 'Oh here is a new product on the assembly line! Cheeeck!' Sod off with that 'Safe' life style. No adventure or passion! That is what you lack! But if there is one damned thing I see in you!? It is compassion!" At this point, Baku was poking Cassius in the shoulder.

"If you cared not for one bloody thing, you'd have left already. Your kind knows how to avoid death. Yet here you are, baby sitting us. Attempting to learn... But it does not have to end here with your adventure..." Baku at this point downed the bottle. Maybe he was just drunk rambling, to lecturing Cassius on his safe life style... But he wasn't wrong, and he cut him deep to the point where he held his breath, what little of it he had. "But no, you care enough to learn... you stood up to me earlier because you believed in it... and that is Tantalus material." With this, Baku proceeded to slam his fist into Cassius shoulder for Blank to catch him from rolling off the barrel.

Cassius just watched in awe... soon the crew returned... Then not too long after, Randy, Wylde and Karn.

Cassius stood up and helped Randy over to Garnet, Blank of course helped him, but Cassius did not speak, he had no words, but concern...

"Dren. Hitori... Think you can help out Randy...? I know he'll live and all... but these people should be treated..." Cassius took a breath. He sat by Randy for the time being.

"Heart not even gold can captivate... Heh." Baku fell back, a loud thud echoing in the planks of the ship.

Ada returned to Hitori's shoulder, but not before giving Karn a hug on the side.
Blank quickly recapped to Karn what she had missed, which wasn't very much... But it did not help their situation that their boss was laid out from the fatigue and brandy he drank.

"Red one?" Dren queried... was he reffering to him? No of course not, Dren wasn't injured... but he knew of no-one else at present who could be referred to as 'red one' other than himself. It was a brief curiosity as soon the large... being stumbled its way into their little hideaway. Dren could see he was injured and now, everything clicked into place. He looked over the red one and checked for symptoms... here he was playing doctor when he was a simple apothecarist. Still, even if he couldn't recognise the problem, he always had solutions. Many solutions.

"Here." he wiggled his left sleeve a little bit and a sapphire blue bottle slid into his gloved hand from out his sleeve, slipping it into the paws of the red one. "Just have a sip of this. Pep you right up and then some... then again maybe i'd need to give you a high potion to account for size." he snickered a little, meaning the jab in a harmless fashion.

Randy was definitely not feeling well. Rather he felt as if his heart was moving up toward his throat which was constricting itself rather tightly. It seemed someone, he had not the time nor the sense to recognize who had tried lifting him upward taking his right arm. His hands were rather full at the moment so he had to manage tossing his mallet down into his overalls before even reaching to grab the potion that was offered. He would immediately try to down and drink such. Especially seeing as his legs, were rather refusing to work at the moment which was becoming more and more apparent.

It seemed someone else had come along as well. Mentioning a mad dash of some toward the ship. Getting there rather quickly did seem or sound more or less like a relief. Being rushed there in his current state brought about the idea that he would mostly be dragged along in a rather awkward manner. What difference was that between that and now?

He could not recall much of what was in between the time of being dragged away and arriving on the ship. Perhaps he had blacked out somewhere along the way or his mind had be muddled. It seemed he was still carrying the wrench and covering his mouth if only barely so that was a relief. It was even more relieving that the nausea had died off and hopefully would not return yet. Maybe there was another black out because before Randy knew it someone else was looking over him, examining it seemed. The name of the person was rather, slipping his tongue at the moment. Not that he had the strength to speak it even if he did. It seemed Randy was being given another potion slipped into his right hand. There was a brief hope that it wouldn’t bring back the nausea especially mixed with the other one from earlier. Randy tried drinking this one down rather quickly as well. It seemed the person had been in a more humorous mood which was good or perhaps a good sign of some sort. Randy would have returned a thank you of some sort but was rather afraid the nausea would catch up to him rather quick and decided not to risk it. A mixture of a smile and a grimace was the result to show that Randy was at least alright for the second without being vocal.

Ada sat on Hitori's Shoulder as Hitori smiled, "It seems you survived yet again my Friend, What were they like?" Hitori asked Ada who warbled the story to Hitori who just chuckled, "Well let's see if I can help make this one better. Also I think your Co-Worker thinks I'm just some Animal at best." Ada warbled something along the lines that Hitori might as well be and Hitori just smiled, Sticks and Stones after all. Just Sticks and Stones.

Hitori walked toward Randy and observed Dren as he attended to the Fellow with Potions, Hitori wasn't sure what to think entirely. The Boy was clearly injured but he needed something more than a mere potion. Hitori crouched down and stared at Randy for a moment, his Gem glowed as he began to fully ascertain his condition. Hmmm...a Simple herb would have him feeling right as rain but Hitori didn't have a proper place to grow the herb so he would have to use the next best soil, himself. With a Sharp Talon he pierced his own flesh and planted a small seed, the area on his body began to glow a pale green as a long Vine snaked its way out of the Wound and began to grow a fleshy pod similar to a pepper in shape. Once the Vine had Properly fruited Hitori commanded the Vine to Leave his own Body and Offer the Fruit to Randy.

"It may not be the prettiest of Fruits but it will help you back on your feet and have you right as Rain, Fix your Bones and Cleanse the Toxins from you it will. Please Eat it." Hitori politely asked as the Vine, walking on it's small slightly crimson Root-legs, Offered Randy the Fruit.

Although Karn would rather get the hell out of the forest asap, with their now slow pace, it was probably better to head to the rest of the ship. In case a few of the others were still hanging around there for some currently unexplained reason. Hopefully none of the severe reasons. Some of them probably could help assist carry Randy or heal him. Karn would gladly admit she was a tough little shit. Strong and fast. But like it or not, she was still small. She didn't have some behemoth strength to carry someone like Randy over her shoulder.

"Yeah, though ya know when I have someone on top of me, one of the things that are on the kinda 'no' list is being crushed to death. Too bad you're not a flying squirrel, you big lug. Squirrly, you owe me a carrying me around session after this." the blonde joked, though she kept pace, her shoulder didn't seem to agree with this action. Even though she hadn't put most of her comrade's weight on it.

Finally, when they neared the ship, Karn picked up the familiar scents of non-monsters out to gobble them up. Most were the newcomers, alongside the Boss and Blank. Along with the crew. Go figure. She should of expected them to not listen and just head to the ship anyhow. It was fine though, complications and all. Mist probably got in the way of getaway route out of the forest. Still, as long as they were alright, that's all that mattered really. Entering inside the wreckage, Karn's ears perked, though were slightly trembling, twitching, shivering, despite how her face remained a calm stagnate which soon formed a calm familiar grin.

"Oh good. We're all here in the ship wreckage. Fits in with the setting of being in the misty spooky forest." Karn said as she dismissed Hercule, letting the panther crossdresser and Blank take Randy. She stood straighter and rolled her shoulder, right ear flicking at the twinge of pain but otherwise ignored it. Glancing to the doll that had assisted guiding them, gently pat its head as the animate object hugged her.

"Thanks bud." The feline humanoid said as her emerald eyes watched it return to the fox before her gaze snapped to her boss as she listened to her crewmate, Blank. Nose twitching at the scent of brandy, her eyes rolled as she walked over and lightly tapped the toe of her boot against the Boss's foot.

"Geez Boss, here we all worried for you, and here you are on your ass and pigging out on our surviving stock of brandy. We can't stay here to sniff out truffles ya know." Karn said, mildly grinning with mild amusement before glancing over the crew and toward the princess. They still had to get twinkle toes to Lindblum. But the boss looked too exhausted and drunk to be much good now. Actually probably everyone was exhausted. Wandering around in the forest now wouldn't do much good in all their condition.

Her shoulder hurt, and she was out of potions. Maybe some survived the crash, probably will have to scout. Her hand touched one of the pouches on her utility belt before her emerald gaze glanced outside. Still was dark, too early to take the medicine. It would help her injury, but it wasn't a good idea to get off schedule. So she took her hand away and crossed her arms over her chest. Eyes examining the shredded ship and clicked her tongue. The Prima Vista really was a wreck. Torn in half, and the one of the half's is buried in the muddy marsh of this forest.

Wylde helped Karn carry Randy over to the wrecked ship and when the injured crewmate was taken away by other people who were at the crash place, she let a sigh of relieve and looked around. Well this ship was not going to fly again... that's for sure, not with how it was torn in pieces. If it had only crashed they may have been able to patch it up, but with this amount of damage, there was just no way. The structure wouldn't be able to take the stress... the entire remains of the hulk probably were filled with small cracks and the like that were invisible for the naked eye, but weakening the entire structure. She knew that pretty well, for that was a thing to look in one's weapon. A small barely noticeble crack could lead to the entire blade shattering in the worst of moments. Ships weren't that different from the same principle.

With that, while everyone else was doing their own thing, she pulled her rapier from it's sheath briefly and checked it's condition. It wasn't damaged... yet. Still she was going to have to have someone do some basic maintenance to it, the moment they get to a town with a blacksmith. Putting the blade back in the sheath, she walked to Karn.

“So... what do we do now?” She asked, looking around.” We cannot stay for too long inside this forest, has your boss decided on a course of action?” She asked.

It seems while Randy was simply being carried around and placed around he was becoming more conscious of that fact. Also he was becoming more conscious of the fact that it seemed multiple people were worrying about his current health. Which was to a degree pleasing but honestly it was assumed that taking some time to lie down or be propped up against a wall or structure of some sort would be enough. Especially so if those potions were working, perhaps Randy simply needed a minute or two of standing around to tell.

It seemed another began to approach Randy. Being stared at and observed again was oddly a bit worrying, did he look that bad? Was there something that he could not particularly point out that was wrong with him? It just seemed like his legs were weak at the moment to him and that he had some trouble with nausea earlier but neither of those things seemed something to be suspected considering the events that occurred. The following of seeing the other cut into themselves in order to plant a seed of some sort, was making it rather worse. The nausea definitely returned along with some light headiness. It was a mixture interesting to somewhat horrifying to see a vine appear out of the wound and a fruit come out of it. He had to make sure to cover his mouth with his right hand and have that arm wrap around the wrench to hold it.

Randy rather tried to grab the fruit with his free left hand. Briefly amazed by the display of what was going on. It seemed rather rude to not accept it but eating it was something else entirely. Randy tried rather quickly gesturing with his right hand in a rather sloppy manner a thumbs up in acceptance, and holding up an index finger to suggest waiting before covering his mouth again. If he could Randy would rather try and sprawl out on the floor or ground for a moment to not be such a bother and to rather relax for a moment.

Seeing Hitori tend to the large red one, Dren stifled a slight feeling of unsettlement from his bizarre actions... after all, he had promised to understand that he had a certain way with things. Albeit an unnatural, freakish and slightly disgusting way of things. Besides, it could've been worse... not that he was trying to think of such things.

He took a moment to look upon the newcomers to their little group. Amidst the mook faced workers he spied the two talkative ones, not to mention the ones that stood out like a black mage amongst white mages. The first, a blonde demihuman, feline judging by the ears. Gosh she was skinny as a rake, Dren thought. Not to mention how she was dressed... even he felt his rags beneath his mighty cloak were somewhat outclassed by it. It was hard to determine skill from one such as them... good things in small packages, he supposed.

And this other, female once again, and dressed a little provocatively. He wouldn't hesitate to call her attractive, but could spy the thorns on this rose, not to mention that rapier she was keeping on her person. He felt the Anelace at his belt shudder in jealousy at the sight. If he ever needed to learn swordplay, this woman might well be worth asking... not that now was a good time, of course. What an odd pair the two of them made... still, it's not like this company would be getting any lighter any time soon. As little reason as he had to trust, he may as well make nice, so, he approached the newcomers.

"Madams." he introduced himself formally. "It would we are stuck here for the time being, I doubt our 'boss' will want us moving whilst we have people unable to transport. So, I believe we will be getting comfortable." He removed his hat and bowed slightly. "Dren Rache, at your service." Once again, he'd pride himself on these manners til the day they got him punched in the face.