<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/zZRRpKP.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Alexander Fields<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Hawk HQ<br/><strong>With:</strong>Everyone<br/><br/>With the battle behind them, and new comrades around he soon looked to the assembled myriads and gave a nod. This wasn’t his... usual want, no. But, just because he was more use to hunting monsters didn’t mean that he couldn’t help others, far from it really. Once they were down through the tunnel he tried to keep up through the twisting corridors, giving a nod. “Ancient labyrinths, huh?” Could make for good fun, has to be all sorts of awful horrors, though for now his concern was the horror that twisted the soldiers into what they had become. Their fuzzy guide lit the way well enough, though Alex did linger for just a second to ‘admire’ the architecture of bone, wondering what madman had made such a strange thing. But once again they were somewhere safe before long, the room comfortable enough as he ran a hand through his wet hair and getting some of the water out. “Refreshments sound great. Nothing like beginning a revolution to get someone hungry.”<br/><br/>But on the matter of questions, answers, and religion, Alex mused quietly. “Dunno, just going out and burning temples is too... Brazen, too capable of backfiring on him. Of course, so is opening fire on civilians. Still, it’s a regrettable shame that the princess is dead. I guess for questions... My big one might be the one hanging on everyones mind. Obviously we lack sufficient forces to storm the castle, let alone the knowledge of what to even do to shatter this curse, so... What do we do now? I would think – imagine perhaps, that our first goal should be somehow finding out more information about this magic. What we can do to properly counter it. I guess Cid can do it. But he’s one man. We can go to the funeral, perhaps make a strike there. But we need a goal.” He would say some of the latter parts in between bites, taking some of the food offered as he nodded thanks.