<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/DIQ7Po4.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kala Olin<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Dunn Vale<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><strong>Content:</strong><br/><br/>The arrival of morning wasn't quite so harsh to Kala as it seemed to be to some<em>other</em>members of the group.  This was namely due to the fact that the dancer hadn't partaken in any alcohol at the celebration of their success.  She had no real aversion to alcohol, no.  She simply saw no reason to partake in something she played no part in bringing to fruition.  When she'd been contacted about the job, Kala had assumed it was something particularly dangerous.  Even then, her mysterious contractor was either desperate or oblivious to the world around them.  What made it stranger still was the skill level of the others.  Everyone in this group seemed capable enough to handle this on their own, or<em>maybe</em>in pairs.  Hell, even if it took all of them to succeed, that still meant there was absolutely no reason for her to be here.<br/><br/>For the most part, Kala's time in battle was spent keeping her body safely out of harm, and watching the others attack.  Ios in particular was intriguing, she found.  She'd never cared much for the heavier weapons, too clumsy.  And yet, this man managed to heft it confidently, his swings smooth, automatic.  One of the young women, Qiyanna, was a joy to be around, to say nothing of her looks.  The other one that seemed to hang around her was a bit more of a mystery.  Pale as a vampire and about as talkative as a wall, she at least seemed to be quite skilled at building, if her little constructed soldier was anything to go off of.  Finally, there was the other strange one, Echo.  Aside from his name, he just seemed quite...<em>eclectic.</em>That wasn't necessarily a<em>bad</em>thing, of course.  In truth, she was more wary of Qiyana's flock of rasters.<br/><br/>Still, she'd been alone with her thoughts for long enough.  If she<em>had</em>to be present for the receiving of whatever gift the others were given, she would be there.  And so she would be, arriving shortly after Eliza came to hold the key and rod.  Having made no mention of her presence, it might have come as a shock when she spoke.<strong>"Take care.  We still have no clues as to its function.  It wouldn't do to harm yourself before even entering the ruins."</strong>Her voice was gentle, almost caring, and the look on her face carried no particular signs of malice.  She truly did seem to only be watching out for the pale woman.