((Sorry for the delay folks.))<br/><br/><em>David and Giselle Do'Urden, riding with Kyle in his Jeep.</em><br/><br/>David and Giselle both listened intently to what the man had to say.  What the man described didn't sound too far off the mark for some powerful and dangerous warlords in their own world, as well as the assassins they usually employed to do their dirty work.  Still, at least they had some form of honor usually, even twisted as it usually was.  What Kyle gave them to think about sounded far worse, and they were glad they didn't have to contend with such madness.  "Sounds worse than some of the psychotic warlords and rulers we deal with here.  At least they have some honor in their dealings."  David said, crossing his big arms over his chest as he sat perfectly still in his seat despite the bumpy ride.<br/><br/>Giselle too managed to move with the bumps without a problem, now that she had her butt firmly planted upon a seat instead of Kyle's lap.  It didn't sound like a nice place to be, Kyle's world anyway, but she was only hearing about the bad and so she kept an open mind, at least for now.  "Is there anything good about your place that you came from Kyle?  So far all I've heard is reasons not to go there if I should ever get the chance."