*Jillian briefly frowns at Xan going to her knees, but keeps on guard.*
*She keeps to herself, though a slight smile crosses her face from Zeta and Xan's banter.*
Jillian: Well we should go get it, I'd rather have a eye on it then let it sit out here.

---
*Sasha sighs, cause explaining how use the lance of heaven is no easy matter.*
Sasha: No... No it is not.
*Starts trying to explain how it works.*
*John nods.*
John: Yep we know about Vase, and sure why not we could always use the help.
*Sasha don't know nothing about what happened inside the room, but probably be agreeing with Horus on his views of Vase.*

---
*A small circular drone flies out from the trees, and hovers over Tiaz and Finnick for a moment before floating down to eye level.*
*One of the drones lenses opens up, and (literally) begins 3D printing a human figure. The process itself takes mere seconds, and when it's done a human male wearing a white collard shirt, black slacks, and a black blazer jacket stands before them. He spends a moment to fix his cuffs, and smiles widely at the pair.*
3D printed dude: Interesting... and who might you two be?

*Finnick turns to regard the newcomer*
Finnick: An apostate at its finest. Even though that term is a bit unfair, I never accepted the Chantry in the first place. Not like I would, their methods are far too boring.
*He blinks rapidly and smiles sheepishly*
Finnick: Rambling again, who are you? Some kind of mage? Looks like a form of displacement magic, not that it's how I would do it. But I'm sure your way works too.

*Tiaz glares at Finnick for a few more moments before turning his back*
Tiaz: Find your damn plant and leave. I am not worried over some would-be mage killers.
*He turns to walk away only to see the drone print the man. He frowns at it in somewhat disbelief then growls*
*He glances over the man's unusual clothes before snarling and taking a step towards him, staff raised to summon magick as needed*
Tiaz: I think that be my question. You come from nowhere and dare ask me that?!

*Horus responds in the tongue of the weebs to Eustace*
Horus: Great... at least the distrust is mutual.
*He then switches back to English as Sasha explains the lance to him. He grasps what concepts she tells him near-instantly as he studies the weapon with interest*

*Xan is tempted to reach out and touch the spear, but resists her urge*
Xan: Khazet... It be strong no? You be strong warrior! Yes?!
*She smiles at Zeta with interest before looking at Jillian*
Xan: Book? What make book spes-shul?

*Finnick rolls his eyes at Tiaz*
Finnick: You act like there's something valuable here. Unless you're sitting on a goldmine of Lyrium or Red Lyrium, I doubt it's worth my time. Even then, I have to call in some dwarves just to get the damn stuff.
*He looks back at the new guy*
Finnick: Ignore the oversized Fennes, he's just defensive about his trees or something.

*Zeta blushes a bit then looks at her spear, then at her hands, before thinking for a while.*
Zeta: Uhm... I guess? Not that good without the spear. You can hold it if you like. It won't bite unless I tell it to.
*As she says that she turns to face Jillian as the spear floats itself over to Xan.*
Zeta: I don't like our odds going into the forest like this. I'm as hurt as can be, and Vaseraga can probably take me down even at full strength, I'll be nothing to him like this. And no offence, but I don't think even with your speed you can take down Eustace. He's a deadshot and a quickshot. Like I've never seen...not to mention dreamy in every way...
*She blushes even more when she realises she said that out loud, then rubs the back of her neck awkwardly.*
Zeta: ...yeah we should wait before we get the book...

---

*Eustace shrugs at Horus, then looks at the rest of the group with a meh face.*
Eustace: I lead you to my companion's camp, then we go to the portal. In return you help us with the ledger.

*Horus shakes his head to Eustace*
Horus: No deal from me. I'm still not sure who I'd trust with it, but I'm not helping you or Vaseraga find it. Not until I've talked more with the lot of you.

*Xan cautiously picks up the spear and awkwardly stabs a tree trunk a few times before letting it go*
Xan: I not... Too much for me. I not feel... good, with such power.
*What she's trying to convey is that she felt unsafe with the spear, seeing as she barely knows how to use it and doesn't want to accidentally hurt anyone*

*Iris and Hanna sit in the den, watching chick-flicks and drinking cocoa*

*Taboo walks towards the sound of Horus's voice and enters the bar. She looks around at everyone there, surprised to see so many people, then silently walks to bar and orders a white wine.*

*Zeta looks back at Xan and smiles, fully understanding her hesitation.*
Zeta: Don't worry. You don't see any buttons do you, it controls itself and I control it sometimes as well. It's perfectly safe for you to play around with.
*The spear isn't glowing cause it's lowkey grumpy with Zeta for letting it be played around with.*

---

*Eustace shrugs, then looks to the others for answers.*
Eustace: And the rest of you?

*Jillian sighs, and kills her cigarette.*
Jillian: Only another gunslinger is as fast as me, but sure we can wait.
*She says the last statement like it's a matter of fact, not petting her own ego.*
Jillian: You are attracted to someone tasked with arresting you, and killing you? That... seems problematic.

---
*John frowns, and nods with Horus.*
John: No can do, bud. Already watched the drama in the kitchen, and if you want the ledger for your little assassin guild you gotta get help from some other cut throats.
*Sasha is very annoyed at this point, one for letting her sacred lance being used by a mutant, and the fact people are arguing over a book.*
Sasha: Who gives a fuck about the book, this whole planet is in danger cause of that gate! We must destroy it!

---
*3D printed man laughs, and turns to face Finnick.*
3D printed man: A mage? Now that is funny! No, I am... a entrepreneur of sorts. And I came here to retrieve something very valuable to me. Oh, pardon me! My name is Gordon, Ex CEO of the Ziogen corporation, and you two are?
*Smiles at Tiaz's hostile step.*
Gordon: I recommend calming down, I have no quarrel with you... and you do not want to have a quarrel with me.

*Lecter shrugs*
Lecter: I think the book should just be burned, but as long as Zeta won't be killed, you might as well have it. But there's an emphasis on Zeta being left out of this. I don't want to see her hurt for this.

*Finnick laughs at Gordon's threat*
Finnick: Looks like a Teverian standoff. Name's Finnick, glad to see someone else with a sense of humor. Now, what's so valuable? All I see is a dead Templar, long may he rot in the Fade, and an overgrown Mabari.
*He gestures to Tiaz with his last comment*

*Xan shakes her head again*
Xan: N-no...
*She looks between both Jillian and Zeta before nodding*
Xan: Zeta need rest. One sleep before anything. At least.
*She gives Zeta a 'doctor's orders' type of look, making it clear she's not to be argued with*
Xan: You not be kill. We keep Zeta safe.
*She makes the statement boldly, though she knows full well that she could never hope to fight anywhere near as well as the beings with magic weapons*

*Horus nods to Sasha*
Horus: She's right. We need to take this thing out NOW, then deal with politics later.
*He hefts the lance in one hand and walks to the door, ignoring Taboo who sits at the bar, drinking her wine and watching the talk curiously*
Horus: I'm going to see what can be done about this thing. John? Lecter? You with me or not?

*Tiaz snarls*
Tiaz: These are my lands! I lay claim to them! But yet so many intrude! What business have you here human!?
*He roars at Finnick, being pushed to the breaking point of his temper by all this*
Tiaz: You invite death Finnick! Cease your prattling and leave!

*John nods.*
John: Yep... ready as I'll ever be.
*He sighs, and starts checking his gear making sure everything is functioning properly.*

---
*Gordon chuckles.*
Gordon: These lands belong to them.
*He gestures to the storm.*
Gordon: It's already to late to stop what is coming, you think this storm is bad... this is a fucking joke compared to what happens next. As I said I am here to retrieve something that was taken from me.

*Lecter nods and sparks up a cigarette*
Lecter: Let's go.

*Finnick frowns, as if deep in thought, and looks up to examine the sky*
Finnick: Its storming? Well Hell, I should have brought a coat.
*He just waves a hand at Tiaz, brushing off his threat*
Finnick: What was taken? Some kind of jewel? Your wife?

*A second tree shifts forms, this one taking shape as a blonde haired and green eyed elf, wearing yellow robes. She walks towards Finnick, who frowns at her*
Finnick: I told you to-
Elf: I wasn't going to keep that disguise going while you kept running into people. You should've let the cat kill that Templar, and we could have left.

*Horus nods*
Horus: Then go, I need to speak to Iri- Jilial...
*His tone turns slightly sad for a moment before he strides into the main room to speak with his lover over his choice to go fight*

*Tiaz roars at Gordon*
Tiaz: No! This land is mine! My own! I will defend it from these beasts!
*His temper boils over as Finnck makes mention of his wife, and another stranger appears in his turf.*
Tiaz: DI JAK DU FINNICK!!! (I kill you Finnick!)
*He roars like the beast he is, momentarily forgetting his magic. He strides forwards, attempting to grab Finnick by the throat and slam him into the ground repeatedly*

John: Okay, have fun!
*He keeps drinking, and fills his flask for the adventure.*
*Sasha sighs, and sits back in the booth she is in.*
*She drinks water.*

---
*Gordon frowns at Tiaz, and looks annoyed at his loud yelling.*
Gordon: Yell one more time sir, and I-
*He looks even more annoyed at Tiaz's continued yelling, and pulls out a strange looking firearm made with a mixture of flesh and metal. Tubes tipped with sharp bone needles extend from the guns grip, and stab into Gordon's hand. After all the tubes sink into his flesh, the gun starts to drain his blood, which in turn causes the lights lining the guns barrel to spark with life. He then aims at Tiaz's leg, and fires.*
Gordon: Shut the fuck up, Lion-O. No more yelling.
*He looks at the newcomer, and frowns for some reason.*
Gordon: So many abhumans... interesting.

*Lecter frowns slightly as Horus leaves*
Lecter: Who's Jilial?
*He shrugs and looks at the others*
Lecter: I'll meet you outside.

*Finnick laughs as Gordon fires at Tiaz, and doesn't seemed to be phased*
Finnick: Blood magic, impressive. Or the dwarven equivalent, it seems. I'm beginning to like you more, Gordon. Even if you still haven't said what's so valuable for you.
*He casually slips his staff from hand to hand, somewhat hoping that Tiaz tries to attack him again*

*The elf folds her arms across her chest and harumphs at Gordon*
Elf: I'm an elf, not some mutant. I'd prefer some respect about the manner.
*She sighs internally at Gordon's display of violence, but she's used to that from Finnick. She's also glad that she didn't have to intervene between Tiaz and Finnick*

*Tiaz doesn't even seem to feel the shot as a chunk is blasted from his bad leg. He stumbles slightly but still attempts to beat the snot our of Finnick by doing what was posted above*
*His eyes burn with rage but Finnick is currently his only target*

*Taboo watches Horus walk off, then looks over at Sasha. She strides calmly over to her and gestures to the seat opposite her*
Taboo: Hello. I am Taboo. I wish to learn of this place, may I sit?
*She speaks softly, with a vaguely Persian accent lilting her voice. Like her brother and Xan she wears tribal clothing. Simply a pair of breeches under a large amount of jewelry of all kinds. Her arms are adorned with bracelets, her ears pierced in multiple places, around her neck over a dozen necklaces of various teeth, claws and gems. Each finger bears a ring and if Sasha were to look down she would see bare feet below several anklets. Sasha's face is pretty, but not quite beautiful, but her most striking feature is her hair, which would make Merida from Brave jealous at how shockingly red and full it is. It spills down her back and over her shoulders in flaming red waves.*

*She smiles slyly at Sasha, acting friendly to the injured woman. Despite this, her manner is incredibly direct and she seems slightly out of her comfort zone talking to Sasha*

*John hands Sasha something from his belt, and smiles at her. She does not return the smile.*
John: Well see you, don't have too much fun.
Sasha: Bring back my lance, and be careful.
John: Yes Ma'am.
*John follows after Lecter, and already starts drinking his flask of alcohol.*

*Sasha frowns at Taboo, and just shrugs.*
Sasha: Sure, but just a heads up I know nothing about this place.

---
*Gordon frowns at his pistol, and looks back at the fight.*
Gordon: Sure 'magic.'
*He looks rather annoyed by all the fighting, and decides to walk over to the elf.*
Gordon: So you think you are a 'elf,' well that's interesting.
*His drone silently follows him, and he holsters his strange looking pistol.*
Gordon: What is a elf doing here? And have you seen anyone by the name of John?

*Lecter leans against the wall and nods to John*
Lecter: Ever shut one of these portals before?

*Finnick stands his ground and jabs his staff at Tiaz, causing a large boulder to appear out of thin air and fly at the shaman, while Finnick grins*
Finnick: Kitty has anger issues! Watch out, I've half a mind to stick a rage demon in you! See which one is angrier.

*The Elf raises an eyebrow*
Elf: I know I am an elf. Believe me, I wish you were the first one to bother me about that fact. And I'm just following Finnick around to stop him from causing an apocalypse or something. We're kind of a team.
*She shakes her head at the last question*
Elf: Not recently. I try to avoid spoon-ears, asides from Finnick when I can. Well, any that have a grudge against me for being an elf.

*Tiaz is bowled over by the boulder and slams into a tree. He slowly climbs back to his feet and snarls at Finnick*
Tiaz: You mock me human?! I'll show you things not seen by the likes of your kin!
*He presses his palm to the tree and it begins to blacken and wither, curling into a rotted black dead thing instead of the lush green tree it was mere moments before. His fist glows with black energy and he presses it to the ground. Roots erupt from the earth, attempting to wrap themselves around Finnick, taking his staff from him and giving to to Tiaz. Most disturbingly about these roots is that they are black and smokey, seemingly not like normal tree-roots*
Tiaz: You die this day human!

*Horus stands by the door to the outside, patiently waiting*

*Iris sits with a sleeping Hanna on the sofas, worriedly thinking about her lover's safety after wishing him well*

*Taboo frowns*
Taboo: That will not do...
*She internally rages at her initial failure to learn about what exactly the room is. Instead she switches tactics and smiles disarmingly at Sasha*
Taboo: Well... I suppose I'll have to find someone else to learn from. Who might you suggest h- Miss? I am very eager to learn about the place I am now living in.

*Finnick laughs as fire surrounds him, hot enough to sear through armor. The staff itself erupts in a wave of cold energy*
Finnick: I'll make you into a fucking carpet!