"Huh? Ah, nothin'. This whole thing just seems weird to me, ya know?" She looks in the direction of the Tanglewood, and shrugs. "I get the feelin' that the old bastard wasn't lying to us, but why would they steal a ball of doom like that? I mean, the mirror I kinda get, 'cause my daddy always told me that otherworlders like faeries have a vain streak as big as his battleaxe, but why a black ball that ends the world?"<br/><br/>The orcish woman shrugs, and looks up at the slowly setting sun.<br/><br/>"I'm curious ta find out who or what could rile up the fae that much that they go on a rampage, too. I've never seen anything like that..."