"Because I shall keep it on my person." was Maia's cold reply to the comment on her trust. She furrowed her brow when Celeste gave an order for her men to return and said, "<em>For better or for worse.</em>" in response to the woman's statement about Taldoran's people. Still, she couldn't help a faint smile, though it was quickly replaced by a subtle frown. "I'm sorry, but it's going to take a lot more than words to get any faith out of me. I will walk with you for a short distance, but do not expect me to head into your outpost. I will never forget that your men drew steel and advanced on me first and foremost. Short of an outright attack, there is no worse first impression."<br/><br/>Still, she visibly relaxed as the guards moved ahead of them though concern touched her expression and she lowered her voice to speak in her own language for Celeste's ears alone. "<em>There's plenty of danger. The Captain of your men looks as if he is growing steadily close to disregarding your authority and starting a mutiny. You seem to be a sober minority amongst a majority filled with bloodlust and recklessness. They clearly wish to believe that anyone they encounter is a so-called 'Chelaxian'. Why look for danger when you can create it?</em>"<br/><br/>"Your patrols have found nothing because you are still at the outskirts. The farther you head inland, the more twisted everything becomes. These places are a ruin for a reason. Sometimes silence can be the most terrifying alarm of them all." She looks and listens around their surroundings for a moment before she speaks again. "My people. Myself. We are all under a terrible curse. It brought our home down from the sky and altered our forms. Altered everything. Nothing is solid. Everything constantly changes. To gaze upon Ulduvai is to see every known rule get broken and warped. And if you are unwise, you'll destroyed or worse...devoured and cursed just the same. Ulduvai is a prismatic nightmare...and that's just the city. I cannot describe to you what roams our streets."