{I hope you don't mind me doing this}
While the group of three was conversing amongst themselves, a Mindrone made it's way into striking position. Just before it could use it's Mindzap ability, a bolt of fire struck the Titan, causing it to fall to the ground before disappearing back to its Amulet. The blond-haired man walked out of the shadows that lurked nearby, closing his book as he walked towards the group. "You know, it isn't wise to linger in the open when you've had someone chasing you. Haven't you been taught anything about being a Seeker?" He was of average height with a rather lean build. His clothing choice was an alternating black and white, a sword sheathed on his back and a single ring on his finger. At first glance, people wouldn't find anything unusual about the ring. For one like Lok Lambert, the ring was easily recognizable as the Ring of Arc. Why was it on his finger when it had been hidden away? Well, that answer lay in his identity. Jean d'Arc, or Jean of Arc as he could be alternatively named. "We should get moving. Suits will be here soon, and I would rather avoid combat right now. Besides, I'm sure you have plenty of questions. Who am I? Why am I here? How did I know where to be at the right moment? I'll give you those answers when we get somewhere safe."
While the group of three was conversing amongst themselves, a Mindrone made it's way into striking position. Just before it could use it's Mindzap ability, a bolt of fire struck the Titan, causing it to fall to the ground before disappearing back to its Amulet. The blond-haired man walked out of the shadows that lurked nearby, closing his book as he walked towards the group. "You know, it isn't wise to linger in the open when you've had someone chasing you. Haven't you been taught anything about being a Seeker?" He was of average height with a rather lean build. His clothing choice was an alternating black and white, a sword sheathed on his back and a single ring on his finger. At first glance, people wouldn't find anything unusual about the ring. For one like Lok Lambert, the ring was easily recognizable as the Ring of Arc. Why was it on his finger when it had been hidden away? Well, that answer lay in his identity. Jean d'Arc, or Jean of Arc as he could be alternatively named. "We should get moving. Suits will be here soon, and I would rather avoid combat right now. Besides, I'm sure you have plenty of questions. Who am I? Why am I here? How did I know where to be at the right moment? I'll give you those answers when we get somewhere safe."





