Welcome to Gaia! ::

Donner lifted his head, squinting to adjust his eyes as he looked at the old man, the sun shining brightly behind him as he peered down to the giant. "I'm fine, Walt...i was starting to get claustrophobic down there...I'm not very comfortable in dark, enclosed spaces."

He pushed himself to a sitting position with a grunt, dusting the grass off his back before resting his arms on his knees, letting out a breath. He looked over to Maximos and Rae. Now there were two of his friends that he'd have to get to know, all over again. "To be quite honest...it started to creep me out, that room. The entire mansion. It was like visiting another world entirely."

Turning his head to Grace, seeing that she was still flustered from what happened inside, he reached out to pat her on the shoulder, giving it a reassuring squeeze, before looking up to Walter. "Walt...how do you do it? How can you serve him without question?"

It was an honest question, albeit a little out of the blue.

"...So you're like him?" Donner asked, the surprise evident on his face as he looked over to Maximos.

Donner had pondered over Maximos' existance, when he had first met him and all throughout his life. Although they had never truely spoken to each other about their origins, Donner had gleaned that Maximos was not a Gaian creature of any sort. At least, not when he first came.

He was truely unique. Universally unique. Donner didn't know a single person that had or could do the things Maximos could do.

He looked back to the windmill, thinking back to the mansion below, within the darkness. Many a question spiralled in his head - where had it come from, if Maximos was not of Gaian descent? Had he simply created it out of thin air?

"...And the work that Maximos does?" He asked Walter, looking back to the old man. "Do you accept it for what it is?"

Walter's answer simply flowed out, it was simple, short, and yet it said everything to resolve the question presented him without even the slightest bit of rudeness.

I accept the Master for who he is. Isnt that enough?

He said, with a gentle smile.

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That was kind of a trick question. Of course if he wanted to know what he did in his spare time he could regail her with hours of talk of enchantments and books and stories. But for a job?

Maximos smirked a bit, rubbing the back of his head while managing the plate with his opposite hand.

I dont really have a profession, so to speak. On my home, I used to spend my mornings collecting small shiny rocks from the shore.

He lifted his hand gesturing the shape and general size of the stones.

When I got here to Gaia, I discovered they were apparently precious stones of great value. I havent needed since.

Maximos had a storehouse in the basement of the manor the size of a small warehouse filled with thousands on thousands of diamonds, emeralds, sapphires and the like. Though to him, they were just a "shiny collection".

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She was growing so much, so fast. He wondered if maybe he wouldnt soon be getting a refresher in the course she had just learned. He couldnt shut his eyes to the fact that this soul was somebody before he found it and brought it here. She would go back to that person eventually, or so he thought.

Though in the meantime he was beginning to realize he would have to get quite used to being led around by his hand. He jogged behind her being lead back to the table intently hoping their were no more living dishes, except of course for the bubble soup which...eternally bubbled.

When they were back inside, Teira took her seat, letting Maximos pull it out for her as she had learned he liked to do. She didn't mind, in fact it was kind of nice! Her tummy grumbled and she quickly turned her attention the food laid out. There was considerably more than there was when they had left to release the Vider. It was practically a feast, and Teira eagerly gorged on all the strange delicacies. The spider soup was quite delicious sans vider, and she ate a plateful of the mozerella sticks. Krak, although intimidating, was rather tasty and she liked the way it crunched. Noct soup however.... she wouldn't try that again. Whatever it was, the black liquid left a bad taste in her mouth and she ended up devouring 3 mini burgers and a bowl of chillie, (with more mozzarella sticks) to get rid of the aftertaste.

Out of everything served, she preferred fruits, vegetables and cheeses or dishes with them, and she loved red meats. While she enjoyed other dishes, these were the things she ate most of, taking multiple helpings.

Playing with D had worked up quite an appetite, 2 and some odd hours later, she licked her lips and grinned happily, her hunger satiated for the time being.

"Myaaaaa."

She practically puured like a fat old lazy cat who'd just been fed.

"Nap?--- rest... lay down... sleep---

Yes please!"

She had paused for a moment to make sense of the word, sifting through terms that floated into her mind upon hearing it.

To be honest, she was quite worn out. Re-accessing her wings... and tapping into forgotton vocabulary was putting a strain on her body, draining her energy reserves.

She yawned sleepily and smiled at him, getting out of her chair she wavered and blinked.

"No wakey... Teira sleepy."

Grace looked into his eyes and pushed away her doubts for the moment. "I'll be okay..." She smiled and put her hand on top of his. "Help me up?"

Grace needed to find someplace quiet and find out how the hell Verandi had broken down her shields and taken over her without a spell of possession or anything! But that was for later, for now she needed to see if the sick feeling in her stomach was actually hunger. xp

This room was NEW!~ Maximos lead her to a different door than the one to the guest room where she'd slept previously.

And this room with all it's wonderful new-ness made her forget for a moment that she was so very sleepy. She hugged Maximos goodnight and as the door closed softly behind him she looked around in wide eyed wonder.

Everything was so... so PRETTY! Normal elves would have found the over abundance of lace and the clutter of so many toys to be gaudy, Teira was enchanted. Even if she COULD remember, she'd never seen such a wonderful room! She wandered around the room looking at this and that, trailing curious fingers over surfaces. She stopped as she came to a wicker chair with a GIANT stuffed cat, a big floppy bow tied around it's neck. She scooped the cat up in her arms and buried her face in it's soft faux fur laughing.

Then something caught her eye, On a shelf was a globe of glass set upon a jeweled pedestal. Inside the orb was a carving of a unicorn in a meadow, it's head held high and it's tail flagged. Picking it up, she squeaked in surprise, drawing her hand back as a lone note sounded in the silence. Reaching again, she picked it up delicately and looked at it closer. The pedestal turned! Turning, she wound the base of the globe up and set it down on the table beside the bed. The sweetest melody rang out through soft glittering notes as the orb turned about. The lullaby was beautiful and yet sad all at once. Crawling into bed, cuddling her giant cat plush, she fell asleep to the Unicorn's song.