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Jericho liked the sound of that.

"Oooh. So many possibilities with that sort of thing!" he laughed. It was a pretty nice thought. Maybe it could be something they could bet on. He wouldn't mind another thing to gamble at around here, even if it'd be for a short time.

"I definitely like the sound of endless treasures. You could never have too many riches. That's what I think," Jericho said.

Though, he soon took a pause, and looked more directly at the Hierophant.

"So. What do you think will be the next plan for us? Perhaps this... Voice will come and give out the next set of tasks? Or will it become all out war?"

Jericho tapped his chin, nodding as he went over the various possibilities of what the next move would be once it was time.

"Personally, I hope for battle. It's been too long since I've had a good brawl. Cracking the skulls of some foes would be really nice to do," he said.

"I have to wonder just how much power the Voice has exactly... All we know is that it is simply that. A voice. What consequences does it bring? Surely it wasn't the one responsible for Silver's fall. Just what can it do aside from speak?" he asked while crossing his arms thoughtfully.

Amarus shrugged, "We'll always find our way back anyway. Connected, right?" she joked, rattling the side of her Meteor hammer chain against Zel's own chain. She smiled without replying as he mentioned that perhaps he'd find something later. She didn't care much for trinkets, but she figured since he hadn't been able to come along with her to the cavern she would at least give him that. As if he was there with her the whole time.

"Bet I can beat you again," she suddenly suggested, grinning; without a second thought, she grabbed hold of her discarded breastplate and jumped on it, riding her way down to the end of the stairs, tucked low for balance as well as aerodynamics. Her shadowy hair, highlighted in her purple-pink colour, whipped behind her and she laughed madly the whole way down, whooping once as she reached the open doors...

and shot straight out them, clearing several feet? Until she landed in a big area that was essentially some kind of... perpetually shifting stair racing coliseum. As soon as she had slowed enough to look around, she said: "Well... this wasn't here before, was it?" Not that it was surprising, with their shifting landscape. And a smile spread across her face.

She waited for Zel, looking around in mild awe, and contentment. This was her home. Even if she was a Shadow, filled with void, named only after the Tarot she represented, Judgement loved her home.

Aezeloth grinned and nodded his head. "Of course, we are Team Retribution after all!" Watching her grab her breastplate he smirked and watched as she went down the stairs. He looked around for his shield and found it, dropping it down and hopping atop it, kicking off right behind her.

"We shall see about that!" He called after her as he zipped down the stairs after her, skidding along behind her and out the door, into the arena.

As the shield skipped to a stop, he hopped off and looked around.

"No, I do not think it was," He said with a grin.

"But I have to say - I like it."

"N-Nice to meet you." Arynek nodded slowly but still eyed on the Sun, like a watchful cat. Her nerves had been a bit too tense after all of that.

"I think so, but others......" A weak smile was given.

Arynek's eyes moved with the bit of armor as Sun moved it and handed the armor to her, as if she was targeting a knit ball. She received the armor and started to stare at it, closely and narrowly. The obsidian on it was so beautiful, she seemed to see herself from its smooth surface and it was shinning like a star.

Her negativity was a bit lessened, by the beauty of the gem. "Thank you so much." That was the first warm smile she was giving.

Uru looked to the king as he spoke. He certainly had a presence about him, one that was intimidating and demanded respect. That was of a king's nature, right? Nodding, he spoke. "The Silver Tower fell once before, that was what brought many Silvers to your kingdom. But the Voice called us back there again, among other places. I am uncertain of what happened to those of the maze and the valley, but the Silver Tower investigation is what holds merit at the moment." He spoke with some sort of urgency, concern.

"I did not make it too far into the place I once called home, perhaps your other shadows could fill in that gap. It was what happened when it collapsed again that matters." Uru paused to collect his memories. "There was a lake beneath the tower, within a cave. It had treasures of finest golds and gems, as to be expected from a trader center. But there was also a chalice there that spoke to all of us. It said its role was 'Legacy'. It told us of seven relics belonging to the seven kingdoms. Seven relics once belonging - embodying - the Great King. It claims that you have the staff that is of the purest darkness."

The Silver stopped and considered a moment, collecting his thoughts again.

"The other kingdoms know of these relics now, just as we do. They may try to get their hands on the other six that they do not have. It would give reason for the other kingdoms to attack one another. Since the voice said the Black Kingdom had the staff, then it is a valid target."

Aezeloth smiled at Maple and bowed his head. "YES! JOIN US!" He said as he started to climb up the stairs himself. Laying the shield down, he hopped on, and kicked off and crouched down allowing the board to move.

His speed was good - but not near as fast as Judgement's, but he managed to almost match her in style - even managing to do a hand stand of his own, though he stumbled the landing a little when he was done.

"HAH! Almost!" Zel said as he stood up, brushing himself off. "But not quite."