The Catastrophic Engineer of Infinite Agonies had paced ceaselessly during their long wait. He'd nodded briefly at the others when they arrived then ignored them.<em>Why isn't he here yet! I'm losing daylight while he delays!</em>He had huffed and paced, his meaty fists clenching and unclenching as he had tried to contain his frustration and impatience.<br/><br/>When the Lion finally deigned to show himself, complete with that concubine woman of his, the Engineer had lifted his head once to acknowledge him. The dark eyes behind the tyrant lizard skull had watched the display of force without any seeming concern. He was busy assessing the Lion's armor.<em>Decent, I suppose. Though the shoulders could use some work and the gauntlets are nowhere near as well-designed as they could be. The price one pays for having amateurs create things.</em>When he finally paid attention to things, the concubine was being beaten to her knees. What was her name? Princess something-or-other. He never did bother keeping track of the names. For some reason his patron liked the woman and kept her around.<em>If she likes abuse so much she should volunteer for the testing facilities. We could always use another durable sort around there.</em><br/><br/>Then came the words. "My slaves." The Engineer's bulky frame stiffened and his eyes flared behind the hollowed-out sockets of the great tyrant he'd killed. He took a deep breath, rising to his full height for a moment, then, with effort, controlled himself.<em>No point in joining whats-her-face up there just yet. Just smile and nod for the patron. Smile and nod.</em>He released his breath in a shuddering rasp into his tangled black beard and listened.<br/><br/><em>A warstrider?! This idiot lost a warstrider?! What was she thinking? Or was she thinking at all!</em>The sheer foolishness of losing such an well-crafted example of advanced technology boggled the mind. A muscle in his jaw twitched. Of course retrieving it was a priority! When the Lion asked if there were questions, the Engineer stepped forward and spoke in his rumbling, slow voice.<br/><br/>"I have two questions. First, are we allowed to turn the city into a shadowland if we can? Second, if we obtain the warstrider can we bring it back for further study before returning it to the Lover?"<br/><br/>OOC: Spent that point of Willpower to rein in his megalomania. :)