"Damn him!" He was sad, angry, frustrated at how Fion had accused his mother of the nonsense that he was going through. He had stopped his aimless wandering through the estate in search of the crystala boy to hit the wall next to him with closed fist. Outside of this and simply screaming, he didn't quite know what else to do to vent his frustration.

His relief process was interupted by the shaking of the house, and by the large thing that had nearly toppled him. "Oh, Araki," he had stated blankly as he recovered; slight embarassment showing on his face for having thought of the boy as a "thing".

"Well, I'm going to assume that it was him seeing as how this house is deserted," he had said in tandem with the second vibration, a pace entering his step as he began to lead the way to the source of the shaking. "Have you found anyone? This place is deserted..."

After venting his feelings through an outburst of wind magic, Fion remained silently at Richard's side, studying the old butler's corpse. From what he could tell, the man's death hadn't been from actual battle. The greatsword in his hands meant that he'd been rushing to help the other Seyours, but there were no wounds on his body. 

Considering all of the rubble that Fion had found him in, he had probably been crushed under something collapsing. Bowing his head down, it occurred to Fion that Richard deserved at least a decent burial. He wouldn't bury any of the other wastes of space that comprised his family, save for perhaps his mother, but he'd damn well bury one of the only people in this household that treated him decently. Picking Richard's body up with his arm, Fion stepped out of the side courtyard, trying to figure out a good place to bury him. Perhaps out in the gardens? The old man did like to spend his break time out there. 

Emerging from the ruins of the house, Fion came across Araki and the mage from earlier, already speaking to each other. Still clutching Richard's corpse in his arm, he walked over to the two of them. 

"Either of you seen a shovel lying around?"

"No, no corpses either," Araki replied as he followed after 'Riley' for a moment before he held up the damaged weapon, "only thing of interest was this. Whatever hit the house left little behind." He turned at the sound of someone approaching them, and frowned at the body Fion carried in his arms. He didn't really know what to feel considering he had only known Richard for a brief while, but there was certainly regret mixed in. The man had been polite and even seemingly kind at times to him. 

"Shovel?" He wasn't quite familiar with what a shovel was, but nevertheless he hadn't seen anything in his brief comb of the house. "No, only this," he muttered again as he held up the weapon again. Maybe Fion would be more familiar with it.

Fion's eyes widened upon seeing the blade.

"That's...my mother's sword." He said, closing his eyes and sighing. Damn. Perhaps the one Seyour that he'd hoped had lived, and now there was pretty much proof that she was dead. "Did you find a body, or was it gone like the rest?" 

The news that Araki had brought was... troubling, to the man. How does one of the most influential houses in Cykes just simply [i]disappear[/i]? The sword had been the only thing found, but what exactly did that mean? There was no aura of talentium to it, and its make was unidentifiable to someone like him who was so unversed in the make of weapons. Puzzling, all of it.

The following sight of Fion with the body of his butler was further conflicting to the man's already unsorted emotions. He had been one of the few people who had been nice to the witch -- the even fewer who had treated with a shred of respect -- so to see him as he was now...

"Fion, I'm sorry but," the man started, [i]his[/i] place not exactly certain on the matter, but Riley's place rather assured. "We found nothing else besides the sword, attributed to Araki's own snooping. I'm sorry, I'm-I'm just sorry... for this, for all of this..." The man's gaze fell to the ground.

"Don't be." Fion said evenly, all traces of levity gone from his voice as he averted his gaze from his mother's sword, surveying the damage done to the estate and the garden surrounding it. "If you weren't involved, you've got nothing to be sorry for. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go bury Richard." Stepping away, Fion looked around the grounds until he found a section of the gardens that wasn't ruined by the attack and set Richard's body down before drawing his sword. Stabbing it into the ground, he ran mana down the blade, causing wind magic to rotate as he used it to drill a hole in the ground for a grave. When he was satisfied that the hole was large enough, Fion put down his blade and picked Richard back up, setting him down into the grave. Picking his scimitar back up, Fion directed his wind magics to blow dirt into the grave, filling it back up. With that done, he went back into the house and took Richard's greatsword out of the rubble, bringing it back outside and thrusting it into the ground to mark Richard's grave. Drawing his own sword back out, Fion saluted the grave with it, his voice barely rising above a whisper.

"Sorry I couldn't give you a better funeral, old man." Fion mourned, sheathing his sword as he turned to leave. "You deserved better than this." Shaking his head, he moved to rejoin Araki and Eldran, shifting his cloak around.

"So, what now?"

Araki had supposed Fion might have wanted to take the weapon, but apparently not and so was left unsure of what to do with it. Ignoring that, he answered his question with a shake of head, "No sign of it. Certainly put up more of a fight than the others." The signs of battle that had led to the broken blade's resting place were certainly more prominent. Looking between 'Riley' and Fion, he figured it would be best to stay put and let Fion finish his business here. 

At the question though, he turned to 'Riley' for suggestions. He had only really returned to Cykes because he had been carrying Fion, but now that he had an inkling of what had happened, 'fleeing' back to Talze Utera hardly felt 'right'. There was also the strange sensations he could still feel. They intrigued him, but Araki barely knew anything about them; not enough to act at the least. 

"Well," the 'mage' had started as he suppresed any lingering emotions, "I suppose we should ask about what remains of the town. And by 'we', I mean Fion and I. This place was attacked by monsters... monsters caused by summoning magic, but monsters none the less. That, however, is all we know, and it means most are likely to flee at the sight of you, Araki. There's likely more -- not much, but still -- that we could garner from those who were already here..."

"As long as we don't have to see the Sidosa Board." Fion chimed in, forcing a bit more cheerfulness in his voice. "I'd rather they not interrogate me and waste my time. Hell, a walk on the town would be nice at this point, if it weren't for the corpses and destruction everywhere."

"So I'll just sit and twiddle my fingers inside, maybe see if there's anything else I can find." Araki narrowed his eyes in thought for a moment after having resigned himself to doing nothing while the two tried to gather some information. "Try and find out if there were two unusuals last night would you?"