The Norwindian Museum of Art and History

[Zzyxx]

Zzyxx rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

"I won't need the merchent ship, thank you for the information though, but i have a ship of my of my own. Ryltar... well, i guess i'll have to make it there before i can get any information. Oh well, Variah and i shall return soon."

Zzyxx again left, but he just walked into the distance this time.

[Ultrawolf]

Ultrawolf looked at Therin.
There was something about the old man. Seemed familiar.
Could be a clue to unlocking the mysteries surrounding his past.
Ultrawolf made a mental note to not ask Therin anything related to that subject.

[Therin]

The mage had seemed distracted for some time now. This came to a head suddenly, when he said, "And duck, please."

And did so.

[Azurel]

Rayne looked over a banister that overlooked Therin in the main lobby at the only words he had spoken in a while.

[Ultrawolf]

Ultrawolf ducked and drew both pistols instinctively.
"Hmm?"
He looked around for a target, ready...ready for something.

[Therin]

Something whooshed over both of their heads and slammed into a pillar at high speed. This was followed by a series of clanks, and a wet thump. Lews Therin dragged himself laboriously to his feet, and turned to glare at the sopping wet form which lay prone on the floor beneath the pillar.

"Remind me, please, Jaim. Have I spoken with you about riding that thing around when there are delicate objects present?"

The wet man chuckled softly. "You're old, gramps. You wouldn't understand. Oh, by the way, it's raining out."

Thunder hammered outside the doors like titanic drums, and the old mage's voice was fairly soggy with sarcasm. "I hadn't noticed. Pick your...tool...off of my clean floor and get your head back together. Once you've finished that, come over here. I have something for you to do."

"...By Dose is Bleedig."

"I believe it was your decision to slam face first into my library. Maybe you'll learn a thing or two about the nature of such things as inertia, and how it applies to moving objects, and why not to be riding moving objects inside my library. Now get up."

[Dantrel Rayne]

Rayne watched the events unfold on the floor below him, smirking at the man's comment about it raining. He looked into the open book that was in his hand and finished the sentence he was on. The book slammed shut by his hands, followed by the slam of a heavy book on the floor.

Rayne placed a hand on the banister and jumped slightly, twisting his palm and letting his legs fly over the thick, wooden bar. For the little, one-floor drop that Rayne had made, his trenchcoat was heard ruffling as it disturbed the otherwise stoic air. He hadn't used a push of gravity to soften the landing; had it been anyone other than Rayne, the reason would have because jumping off of a banister was fun. He landed kneeling, with one hand on the ground. His trenchcoat turned to shadow at the point of impact and kept going, traveling past his body and lay on the ground in a puddle, as if someone had thrown a bucket of black water on Rayne when he landed. As he stood, the shadow crawled to his legs and travelled up his body, squirming around his skin in a mindless manner. The tight, sleeveless black shirt he was wearing was now more apparent at the lack of his usual coat. His two belt buckles, thrown across his chest like a sash, dangled as he walked towards the three men.

"You are sticking us with a child."

[Ultrawolf]

Ultrawolf just stared at the boy.
"Why do we need this boy?"

The child would get in the way. If there was any fighting he might even be drawn in the crossfire. A foolish boy like this would probably die.

[Therin]

"I am sticking you with a child into whose hands I know that I could entrust my own life. He will serve my eyes and ears, should your counterpart attempt something untoward, such as the confiscation of the target item for his own use and ends," Lews Therin explained to Ultrawolf, "I promise you he can hold his own in combat."

[Ultrawolf]

"Uh huh"

Ultrawolf began thinking about the mask again. What kind of power could it possess? Perhaps it had no power at all...
He did not want to bring this Jaim with them...
"He had better not get in our way."