<div align="center"><strong>Janet</strong></div><br/>Janet almost audibly squeaked as the man stepped closer to her. She could smell the woods, sweat, and blood on him. It was almost feral. But, oddly enough, she didn't feel afraid in his presence. His voice seemed to sing to her. In fact, she was quite comfortable. In fact, she wouldn't mind if those big strong arms wrapped around... Stop it! Her sister could be in great peril! Or at least really freaked out right now. She should be heading on into town to check on her...<br/><br/>"Wait, what? Did you just say I've been teleported to a different planet?" Janet began backing up slowly again. "You really<em>are</em>crazy, aren't you?" Again, the notion ran through her head that it was a bad idea inviting this man inside.<br/><br/>"Look, it doesn't matter. I just want to get to Stephanie. She's been a bit more easily frightened since our parents passed away. It hit her so much harder and I just think we should head on over there," Janet turned and backed toward the door, her eyes never leaving Oren. She scooped up the shotgun and decided it would be better to just keep it with her. One never knows what they will find in the wild. She nervously glanced around the room, then back at Oren, before stepping outside and heading for her car. She motioned with her head for Oren to get in the passenger side of the red Ford Super Duty, as she climbed in the driver side, revving the huge truck to life.<br/><br/><div align="center"><strong>Viviana</strong></div><br/>Viviana's large blue eyes grow even wider at the appearance of the Drow. She had read many countless hours upon these Drow but had never actually met one in person. Her hand was reaching for her scimitar, when those before her began talking. As the story unfolded about the Drow's father being Drizzt Do'Urden, Viviana relaxed a bit. She had read all about the infamous Drow and his grand adventures. She much envied the male Drow. Unlike most of her race, Viviana wasn't as prudent about order and structure. She wanted to travel and see the world. She wanted adventure and excitement! But, instead, she was being groomed to one day take over her father's land and rule his people.<br/><br/>She listened intently to the female Drow as she took her first bite of the pink goo. Once again her eyes went wide and she turned to stare at this marvelous invention in front of her. Flavor exploded in her mouth as the cold and creamy texture swam in her mouth and down her throat. It tasted of the most extraordinary berry she had ever tasted! The second bite caught a bit of that berry in her mouth and the seeds caught in her teeth just thrilled her! She was so enthralled in her iced cream, that she barely realized Kyle and Tiagar were departing. Frowning at the thought of having to leave her wonderful goo behind, but way more curious as to the destination of the two, Viviana scooped up her bowl and followed after them.<br/><br/>It was a large grassy area, where Kyle decided to stop. Swings! She spied them from halfway there. Her father had had one crafted for her that hung from a forest tree. It was one of her favorite places to go with a nice book. She could be under the warmth of the sun, breathing the fresh air, and hear the chirping of the woodland creatures, all while immersing herself in her latest interest. She walked over to a swing and, with a free hand, smoothed her skirts so that she may sit.<br/><br/>She used her toes to move herself haphazardly while she absent mindedly ate her iced cream. She focused on Kyle unsheathing his sword. She giggled inwardly at Kyle's shock and awe of the sword's magical abilities. She had seen many objects of warfare in her time with magical abilities. She was quite impressed with the craftsmanship of the armor, however. She knew immediately that it was Elvin in nature. So the sword was indeed Elvin. This explains why Tiagar knew so much about it. She would have to get him to explain more about it to her later.<br/><br/><div align="center"><strong>Phaerbryn</strong></div><br/>Bryn had begun eating her ice cream by the time the purple skinned girl sat opposite of her. It was at that time that everyone's feathers seemed to be ruffled by the arrival of this blue skinned warrior woman. Bryn had had enough surprises for the night. Until that woman started slicing people to red ribbons, Bryn wasn't moving. She listened to them speak, while watching the strange girl in front of her take such delight in a simple bowl of strawberry ice cream. She had stopped eating her vanilla ice cream altogether and had a brow raised at the girl, when she heard Kyle offering a duel to the new woman.<br/><br/>She watched as Kyle and Tiagar left, followed shortly by the girl spoken of as Viviana. As her amusement followed the other men out the door, Bryn sighed and decided to go as well. She, however, couldn't care less about leaving the already liquefied ice cream right there on the table. She gave the others a once over, fingering the gun in the back of her leather pants. She walked out to her jeep and retrieved her double shoulder hostler. She placed her Browning Hi Power 9mm and her Beretta 92 FS in each holster and clipped a few rounds to her belt. She was going to open ground and might need to blow a hole in this "Drow's" head, as she called herself.<br/><br/>She walked over to the park area, just in time to see Kyle whipping his sword about, clad from head to toe in silver. She was thinking it was armor but it seemed to move with him as if he were wearing regular clothes. Where had he gotten that? And how had he put it on so quickly? She'd been trained to get up, get dressed, and armored in under a minute but this seemed a bit quick for the entire get up that Kyle was currently wearing.