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Christian stood, finally turning his attention to the human. "What's your name? I'm Angel."
"Stop saying that as your name! It's makes you sound gay, and I don't want to hang out with a gay guy." Sonney said, poking Christian's head.
Christian punched Sonney in the nose, adding to the pain that was already coursing though his body because of the poison that was on Christian's weapons. "Aww, I got blood and snot on my knuckles, gross." Christian took out a tissue and wiped his hand off and looked around for somewhere to put the dirtied cloth. Not finding anywhere, he shoved it into Sonney's pocket.
"Ah! Don't do that!" Sonney said, pulling the tissue out of his pocket, throwing it back at Christian, only to have wind throw it back in his face.
Christian laughed once again, and jumped back when Sonney took a swipe at him. Christian walked up to the human, and tried to introduce himself again.
"I'm Angel, and this is Sonney. He's the god of the Sun." He smiled, not sticking out his hand, but rocking back and forth on his heels. When Sonney tried to sneak up behind him, he turned on the balls of his feet, and kicked him square in the forehead. He turned back around and waited for a name from the newcomer human.

"No, not quite totally reversed. I bet you don't hang out with him all the time like I do with him," Christian said, nodding first to Styx and then to Sonney. He grabbed Alex's hand before Mari could, "Nice to meet you, Alex!"

Alex just made a small laugh. "No, only at the worst times." He then looked at Mari, and sighed. 'Well, it's a long story, but I guess I have nothing else better to do. You see, a fighter visited my village not too long ago. When he lived in my house, I admired him. Like a goal I wished to reach, and somehow overcome.
Until the village found out about him. The entire populus of the village overcame him, even when I tried to defend him. Because I defended him, I was banned from my village, and they publically executed the fighter. So, I begged to Styx to gain the strength of a fighter, and all he did was have anyone who ever met me erase their thoughts of me. After then, I took the fighter's armor, had it re-forged in my size, and even took the liberty of taking his symbol as a means of apology."
He said as he removed his sleeve, releaving the dragon encircling his arm. "I'm trying to find a way for fighters and humans to co-exist." He told them as he put his sleeve back down.
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Styx, however, was just dragging on, glad to have the attention of the girl. " Ah, I see you're here to make a bargain with me, young lady. Would you like yo discuss the terms of your deal?" He asked her, fiddling one of his skulls.

Amaria thought silently about Alex's story. It was something that her father had been trying to do for a very long time. But . . . his dreams had been short-lived, and he had been unable to succeed. Possibly, she'd help Alex. Her goals had very much been the same. Yet, she'd wait to mention anything about it.

Glancing up at Styx, she smiled. "Someone seems eager to discuss another deal." Waving her hand, she turned away. "Not now. Eventually I'll discuss it with you. Looks like you'll just have to stick around."

At Sonney's words, she gestured towards the woods. "Alright. It's getting late . . . follow me. I'll take you guys to the house." With that said, she began to walk towards the northern side of the town, going slowly for the others to follow.

Christian and Sonney didn't really care what Mari did with Styx, but she was giving them a decent place to sleep and food. They followed happily and Sonney tried to reinforce Alex's argument, "Yea, we don't know exactly what you want to talk to Styx for, but I agree with Alex. Styx just likes to torture people with his random deals."
"But, Alex made a deal with Styx, and he doesn't seem so bad," Christian pointed out, weakening what Sonney and Alex had said, "Kinda makes Alex a hypocrite, huh?" Christian was right, and Sonney knew it, so he had nothing further to say to Mari about it. He didn't want to get into another fight with Christian, anyways.

Amaria glanced over at Alex as she walked. "I'll be careful. I can . . . " she paused for a moment, making sure that what she said would be true, "I can take what I've reaped." Surprised that Sonney and Alex cared about the deals she made with people, she laughed lightly. "It's fine. He's going to have to wait a little while before i fully propose anything to him anyways."

Finally, the trees began to thin. And there stood the house. It wasn't enormous, in urban standards, but for a house on the outskirts of Farransworth, it was fairly large. In total, if Amaria could remember correctly, the house had twenty rooms, fully equiped. She considered opening the place up as an inn one day.

Walking towards the large wooden door that signified the main entrance, she knocked once. Slowly, the door opened and an older man, lean, yet wirey, appeared behind the door.

"Miss . . . " he paused at the sight of the guests. "Miss Amaria."

"Goodevening Fiscal. Sorry if we came too late. I ran into a bit of a distraction." Smiling, she stepped inside as Fiscal opened the door further. Leaving the door open for the others, Amaria glanced around at the meager yet full decorations and the tidy state of things. Fiscal had done a good job of keeping things in order.

Alex walked inside the house, and sighed a bit with relief. "It's about time i've had a wooden roof over ym head. And not just a bunch of tree branches either. Now if you'll excuse me, i'm going to grab a well-deserved shower." He said as he began taking of the top part of his armor as he tried to find the bathroom.