Helen
*Many people who frequented bars and taverns within New Salvainia would see the uncommon sighting of a large titan drinking a mug of ale or beer. His emotions as fickle as the weather while drinking either from sorrow or joy, anger and even fear. Tonight... Was a strange night to be sure as he sat down on the floor of the bar, his feet were crossed while within it were two small figures a strangely shaped rock? And a long feathered creature. The titan's large calves and thighs encompassed the two like walls within a house as he talked and played with them while having a drink on one of his hands. These were the times when having 5 hands were the best!*

"Hmm Furry how long do you think Rocky is gonna sleep for? Its been a while to be honest a few days have already passed and he still hasn't moved since I got him. Do you think he's scared? Or maybe sad?" *Ardon asked Furry and the tiny creature would just respond with happy chirps before pecking the side of the strange malformed rock before spinning around it. A big hearty laugh escaped Ardon as he watched the cute sight of his little buddies playing about. He's so happy he got himself the golemling ~~Completely unaware that the "Golemling" Is infact not a golemling anymore and is simply just a sad lifeless rock~~* "Haha! Do you like Rocky, Furry? I'm not exactly sure but I think he likes you too." *Due to the man just being so large and loud many of the people in the bar would just watch from the sidelines trying their best not to make eye contact but just judging the man silently as he talked to a bird and a rock while on the floor. At the very least this whole thing would be a great distraction for him to not think about how the changed don't seem to be stopping any time soon*
Tammy
*By the Gods, it hurts. It still hurts so much.*

*Ever since Hitoshi's lack of intelligence was punished so harshly with a near death experience that consisted of a huge spear to the lung, life has lost its energy, the energy that she so foolishly believed would carry for months, maybe even years.*

*Hitoshi couldn't sleep properly. Coughing and spluttering horribly any time she adjusted her position, making an awful, hoarse sound. Lying on her side and feeling a sharp sting where the spear landed. Had it healed quickly and properly, maybe she'd be fine. But alas, none of her group had good medicinal skills or magic... The only reason she was lucky enough to survive was through a convenient reappearance of a slight mutation the Salamander Clan must have created through her body, that of a Macen's blood clotting. Had that not happened...*

*Well. No use dwelling on what could have been. Wearing an ordinary, more Salvanian choice of clothing, Hitoshi walks into a nearby tavern just to get something proper to eat for once, treat herself to something. May as well... The wound will probably put her out of commission for a while.*

*As the Oriate walks into the bar, she notices her old friend... And begins to smile, before coughing once. That one **Was** A healthy cough... Until it spurs on the wound-induced coughing...*

*Hitoshi gets back up and leans on a nearby chair, ~~thank the Gods it isn't **That** Chair~~ and noticed everyone's eyes secondarily focusing on her. Of course, Ardon is the main focus, what with his... Mutations, but Hitoshi also sticks out like a sore thumb. Her bizarre behaviour, as well as her race (after all, Kitsune are a very rare species) make her immediately strange to these uneducated peasants, a few of whom subtly place their hands where their wallets are or check their purses as Hitoshi passes, meeting Ardon.*
Mary
"Hey! Uhh... Fancy meeting you here!"
Helen
"HITOSHI!!! HI! How are ya?!?" *Ardon would shout out happily as one of his top hands would wave about towards the woman, his face having a big wide grin on it as he saw a familiar face hmm... Maybe not that familiar since most of the face was actually covered when the two of them talked but still! The voice was something he didn't like to forget, really he didn't like forgetting the people he's met in general.* "Have I introduced you to my new little friend here? Hehe" *Ardon would carefully begin to pick up the malformed rock and raise it up towards Hitoshi showing it like how a little child shows off his new toy to his friends. The kitsune would be able to see the small pile of rocks that vaguely look like a golemling yet unmoving and stagnant* "I don't know if its a girl or a boy but I named him rocky. My friends told me that he's a golemling isn't that cool?!?! I think he's sleeping though, ever since I got him he's liked to sleep... Alot." 

*As Ardon mentioned it he'd use one of his large fingers to just gently poke its head before staring at it intently waiting for a reaction. As Ardon showed off the rock Furry would crawl up from the titan's leg up to his torso then to his arm where he'd chirp at Hitoshi for a hello before awaiting patiently for food. One could tell that Ardon was incredibly giddy about this pile of rock so much so that he's even been trying to feed it hard tack and jerky for quite a while now. He didn't know what to feed the golemling so he just fed him what he tried feeding furry*
Tammy
*Hitoshi would hold her ears and wince as Ardon's vocal cords assaulted her eardrums, and then look at the thingamajig he wants to show her so badly. Oh cute, a... Rock.*

*Oh wait... Oh no... That's a dead golemling. Oh, that's just sad.*

*Hitoshi pulls a... Rather concerned expression and wrings her hands as Ardon gushes over his brutalised Golemling corpse. On one hand, well... She doesn't know Ardon that well, but she knows that if he's pissed off at her it won't end well for the 5 feet tall Kitsune. On the other hand... What kind of monster would just let Ardon play with a golemling corpse?*
Mary
"Uhh... Umm... Ar-Ardon? I think it's... I'm not sure it's just sleeping, buddy."
Tammy
*Hitoshi winces some more at this retroactively gruesome and depressing scene. It's probably very blunt to say this, but well... Someone needs to. Hitoshi takes a few steps back as she says this, preparing for... Something unpleasant.*
Helen
"Huh? What do you mean its not sleeping? What else could Rocky be doing aside from that? They have their little eye thingies not glowing like they're closed and they aren't moving! They're sleeping... Right?" *As Ardon spoke a confused tone and expression began appear on his face and form in his voice. It was like the idea of Rocky not actually sleeping was foreign to him. He had already convinced himself for days that the golemling was simply sleeping due to exhaustion from the fight they had done before he tamed him. He quickly looked towards Furry in hopes that he had the answer to his questions, upon looking at him the bird just began happily chirping about once more before crawling on up to the top of his head clearly unaware of what was happening since well he is a bird.

Ardon would begin examining the pile of rocks on his hand closer in hopes of finding what's with Rocky before Hitoshi spells it out to him. The way he looked at it with his large blue eyes staring deep into the rock...* "*Is Rocky hungry?"*"