The first to approach Toppo was a small, blonde, fair-skinned female. Despite her size, she was booming with confidence; you could that it was overflowing.
”HEY, BUFFALO HEAD!”
"Pointed ears, a petite frame, fairy-like features. Probably some sort of elf?" Toppo thought to himself before fully turning his head towards the approaching Yuudai.
”By the mountain gods you’re big… SO - YOU WORK FOR HER?! I’m gonna need you to pen her a message, courtesy of Yuudai, tell her she screwed our deal and to expect a chewing out from The Emperor when I see her again!”
Her mannerisms were excessive, but it made her expressive nature more prominent. She was straightforward and frank. Although possible, chances of her feigning such a character was slim. Despite her candidness, Toppo found her amusing and chuckled heavily in response.
"Lady Yuudai, on behalf of Goddess Alaela, my apologies-jika." He uttered smiling while kneeling on one knee before bowing.
"I shall do what I can to confer your thoughts to the Goddess-jika. But as a mere follower, the means and knowledge I've been granted are embarrassingly, limited-jika." He jokingly said to the young elvish girl.
“Oh and also thanks for not letting me die to that one prick, uh Ulro – or something – don’t really remember because he was spooky and trying to kill me and her and generally wasn’t paying attention during. SO EXPRESS TO HER, WHENEVER YOU CONTACT HER THAT THE EMPEROR IS BOTH PLEASED AND DISPLEASED!”
"I will definitely relay your words to the Goddess-jika." Behind Toppo's calm reply was genuine curiosity. Aside from the other protectors and the pantheon, the goddess did not mention anyone by the name of Ulro; someone who attempted to kill a Goddess. Apparently, they weren't immortal.
While Yuudai proclaimed her presence to the rest of those who had gathered, a burly-voiced man approached Toppo from behind, slapping him by the shoulder.
"Shut yer' trap boy. Ain't you never been in a forest before? Them trees is alive ya' know. All sorta little critters you just put out of a home. Didn't even catch none of 'em fer dinner."
Even though he cared little for the comments meant for him, Toppo wasn't the type to simply ignore others. At least that's what he was going for. "My apologies-jika. This body is just too large-ojika." Toppo chuckled as he got back on to his feet, but maintained a squat-like position to keep himself within eye level with the disapproving blue-eyed man.
“If ya' really was in kahoots with that purdy gal from before, I reckon y'all would have a bit more respect for nature. And have you got any idea how hard it’s gon’ be to find somethin’ to cook up out here now you went and scared off everythin’ within five miles?”
With his eyes squinted, Toppo simply smiled before responding. "I do not-jika."
However, before they could continue their conversation any further, the pepper-haired man's attention shifted to the elven girl.
"William Jones, huh? Authoritative, candid, and direct." Toppo continued to observe the rest of those around him as he stepped to the side waiting for whatever was suppose to happen next.