Lost and Found(Dmis/Ryo, May open later)

[ryocker]

"Like I count bone piles as technology," he chuckled. "And if we're talking about old tribes, those Moody things count, too."

Knuckles raised an eyebrow. "...I'm not going to ask," he sighed.

[DMis]

"Weird necromantic shaman things that ran amok on Nexus. Really troublesome," Dryade offered.

[ryocker]

"I wasn't going to ask," Knuckles sighed. "But anyway." Richtor smiled.

"So, any other pieces of ore you guys are after? There's gotta be at least a hundred things of it down here."

[DMis]

"Fair enough," Dryade offered before looking in the tunnel. "Maybe a few dozen. I'm attempting to make some weaponry for a client." She noted the look from Richtor. "Doing this because I want to. I don't have to but it was my choice to help them."

[ryocker]

Richtor looked suspicious at first, but then gave her a smirk, chuckling. "How about I help you guys move a bunch of this stuff where you're headed then?" he asked.

"Anything to help would be appreciated," Knuckles smiled. "Hmm... I think there's a lot of ore further in. I'll go scout things out." Without another word, he vanished further into the underground network.

[DMis]

"Thank you Knuckles," the Mordesh called after the echidna. Her attention returned to Richtor. "Just landed here I'm guessing, Geode?"

[ryocker]

He gave a brisk nod. "Yep- and goodness gracious, even when you're made of living rock, landing on a gosh danged hunk of ore HURTS." He pulled a piece off of the back of his pants, the item in question turning out to be a common rock.

[DMis]

"I wouldn't know that but I landed in a museum," she offered.

[ryocker]

"Any exhibits about our home worlds?" he asked. "If this is a dimension between dimensions, it kind of makes sense there'd be stuff about us in a museum."

[DMis]

"Surprisingly. They had a few things. Demonstrations of the weapon types but all done with the smoke and mirrors of the stage, a working Vitalius apparatus, examples of armor for all classes," Dryade offered. "I didn't see much as to home world history..."

Further down from where Knuckles had gone was another lost soul. Grayed teal toned skin stuck to a husky teen aged humanoid with candy corn colored horns and dull teal wings.

[ryocker]

Richtor seemed to be contemplating her words. "I guess Nexus is just more interesting," he sighed.

Knuckles was way ahead of the other, picking up a few chunks of ore as he walked around, trying to detect anything else of interest. As he walked, he felt a new pressence, looking toward where he swore he heard movement. "Hello?" he asked.

[DMis]

"That museum is a large place too. I just might have not seen the Grismara and Gnox exhibits yet," Dryade offered. "As far as I know you're the only Silica based life form here."

The being looked at Knuckles and two yellow eyes blinked in confusion. "Hello?" The being chirped back. The voice was a bit cracked as if the teen's voice was starting to drop.

[ryocker]

"Also a possibility," Richtor shrugged. "Guess I'll check the place out when it gets to that."

Knuckles walked toward the new arrival, a bit confused at what he was seeing. "...Hey," he offered. "What brings you to a place like this?"

[DMis]

"Probably when I drop off the requested item for review," Dryade noted in a 'You're with me' tone.


"Portal just dropped me in here.... I had been with my teammates drifting on a meteor prior to this," the male answered as he started to dust off his clothing. "May I ask where here is?"

[ryocker]

The stone man smiled. "Alright- let's get as much of these little nuggets as we can, then."


Knuckles watched the troll, a little weary. "Nexus Island, or Dimensional Island," he offered. "A land between viable dimensions."