<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #80BF00">Freya Seree Acantha</span></span></div><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #80BF00">Princess Freya</span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/a2c6e264-3a65-4102-946a-ac7eb0b5209e_zpsd9b16921.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">When the princess had seen the silvery object between the trees. It was still smoking and she couldn't help but give a happy grin. Turning on the comm channel, she began to speak, <span style="color: #80BF00">"Gods be praised, something far more interesting than Jervals has graced us. Greywine, prepare yourself and men. I think you know the drill. I'll be going in, you will cover me."</span> Freya could not wipe the satisfied smirk off her face, excited to have found some strange new species right as she was hunting. She was quite happy that she did not heed her father's requests, or else she would have never happened upon the creature. <br/><br/>Prepping her own gun, she began to walk cautiously towards the object, though one man had tried to stop her, <span style="color: #FF8000">"Princess, I do not think this is wise!"</span> She turned to face him, all humor gone from her face, <span style="color: #80BF00">"What is not wise is trying to stop me from catching my quarry."</span> The man immediately fell silent, bowing his head to ask for forgiveness. Freya was in a pleasant mood, flicking her hand to disregard his transgression. His relieved sigh could be heard. <br/><br/>She resumed her walk, slowly approaching the smoking object. She paused, examining it up close and thought she had seen a face--a human face inside of the object. She took a step back, coming back on the comm channel, <span style="color: #80BF00">"I think...I think this is some sort of machine..."</span> she said. The silvery object was smoking, and it looked as if something had been torn from the sides. There were all sorts of strange and sparking snakes, or what looked to be snakes. However, the object looked far too constructed and solid to be an animal. <br/><br/>She gave a soft hmm, <span style="color: #80BF00">"Greywine, come here."</span></div>