Ronald
"My home is in my heart, and the world is my home. I dont think about the location of my home, but the emotions, family, friends, the stars in the night, the feel of the wind, and so on. I want you to feel home again in your heart, this time in silence, close your eyes and let the wind, the trees and the flower scent guide you in this" *Obakko crossed his legs and closed his eyes, breath in and out, and seems like his shoulders melted by how relaxed he was*
Bethany
*Terrel watched him with a rather unimpressed expression.*"You really are some kind of sage aren't you?"*He questioned in a low tone. The Elf regarded the man for a moment. He supposed it was a nice change of pace from the typical serious person he's always managed to come across. Though the Silnari doubted the Oni had ever killed a person in their life. Not that the bar was set very high at times.*"Do you actually have friends and family around here?"*He asked him, figuring full well that nature would follow no matter where this guy went.*
Ronald
*Obakko stood in silence, after some minutes he breath out the air while said* "Mmhh" *His face became serious and tense*
Bethany
"Guess I'll take that as a no?"*He said in partial question of the man's response.*"It's fine. Meet a lot of people on the road, hard to have many relations while constantly traveling though."
Ronald
*He breath out another time and said again* "Mmhh" *He open his eyes and got up, his face was serious, he took is huge weapon and started to do a little training, handling his kanabo perfectly* "Friends and family are everywhere, you only need the love and open your heart to them, but first you need to find yourself" *More he moves his weapon you can see his huge muscles that work for making a perfect exhibition of a kanabo training*
Bethany
"Right... I'll believe it when I see it."*He said, rather unconvinced of the idea when a good portion of his encounters resulted in a near death experience. Maybe he was wrong about the Oni though. He at least seemed to have some experience with his own weapon. Terrel furrowed his brow in thought, reaching for the hilt of his sword at his back before getting up and suddenly drawing it. He moved his Greatsword, holding it so that it could block the swing of Obakko's Kanabo.*"Can't find what was never lost."*He said casually. Terrel kept his weapon where it was, idly watching the Oni's movements to see what he would do next.*"Besides if I opened up to any thing I came across, I'd probably be dead in a river somewhere or the philosophical equivalent to it anyways. Not exactly easy to gauge who's out to get you or not really."