[h3]Domhnall McRaith[/h3]

	The older guy merely laughed and noted that this newfound (refound?) ability of his could turn out to be useful, whereas the younger black-eyes looked at least as baffled as he felt. Perhaps even more so. But then again, was it more surprising to discover sides you never knew of in people you thought you were already fully familiar with, or to find out surprising things about people whom you had just barely encountered?
	"Nei'er hav' I," he remarked when the guy admitted to never having heard about 'something like that', absentmindedly scratching a bearded cheek as his eyes flitted from one 'black-eyes' to another. 
	[i]'I apologize, but what exactly [b]are[/b] you two, and the woman?'[/i] was a question that desperately wanted to come over his lips, but that seemed tactless even to him, and he did not exactly have the [i]best[/i] possible track record in not saying inappropriate things, even if he generally had no issues being conversational. The third man in the party had seemed human, if a non-local one, but to hell if he actually dared to make a guess anymore. 
	"Is 'at wha' ye do? Hunt gods an' 'eir relics?" he inquired as the topic changed. The young fellow's sigh implied no, or perhaps it had simply not gone as well as planned. Memory losses and injuries were generally not intended as part of the course.
	"S'pose ye coul' tell me the en'ire story on the way? Shoul' hav' the time. Qui'e impressive... Almos' los' my life 'o a boar once myself, tae 'ink of... Vicious beas's. Can take out a grea' ol' striped one, if 'ey wan' tae."
	Gods. Material (he assumed) beings who walked the land and you could fight, rather than some supposed entities high above only the chosen few acted as conduits for. Was it only the eastern gods who wandered about among humanoids, or all of them? Did not seem right. Gods were not supposed to meddle in mortal affairs in a manner this direct, this physical... It was always a chosen one, a high member of clergy, who merely delivered (or so they claimed) the deities' words.
	Then again, who was to say how different were those eastern gods from their deities truly? He struggled to even remember what Rilon stood for. Was he not the eastern version of their Belatucardos, the god of anger and bloodthirst?