"Need to find out where they've gone first, don't we?" Mouse shook her head, looking over the island to see if there was a peak she could climb to get a better view.<br/><br/>Zavros was distracting, though. What the hell<em>was</em>that on his head? It looked a lot like... but no. That would be crazy. Anybody could have a weird abstract glowing symbol of a smiley-face on their forehead, right?<br/><br/>"Took Henes' people captive to sacrifice to their blood-soaked ghost-queen, I think," she explained, "I'm going to politely ask them to give them back." She shifted her weight to her front foot, a subtle slide into a more aggressive stance. Her hair swept itself into a tight ponytail of its own accord as she draped her staff across her shoulders, "if that doesn't work, I'm going to kill them all."<br/><br/>The focus of her gaze was like a blade itself as she turned her full attention back to Zavros, "so, not to insist or anything, but I'd be pleased as punch if you could tell me why you're here."