Editing Chapter One: A Circle from Many Parts (section)

== Tickets to the Gun Show ==

The sun had not long fallen when things got a little more interesting for the now-trio.  Seated around a blazing fire, they shared tales of their adventures since each of their exaltations.  In the middle of one of [[Sirokos]]' particularly meandering stories, he stopped still, and drew his weapons while spinning around to face the darkness. "I don't know what you're thinking trying to steal from me, but it's going to be the last thing you ever think." And with that, he fired what they would later learn was simply a warning burst of fire.  If Sirokos means to kill, he empties the clip.  Feyth and Arisa were surprised by the outburst, as they had noticed nothing.  [[The Mountain That Devours|Rover]] seemed on guard, however.  While the firing and dodging was going on on the opposite side of the fire, a man with a curious metal arm approaches [[Feyth]] and [[Arisa]]. "She does this a lot." Were the only words the man said, apart from introducing himself as [[Duricorre]].  After a few seconds that stretched on like minutes, both the now-visible thief and Sirokos has exhausted themselves. "Alright fine. You can keep them. For now." the woman said.  Looking across the fire at Duricorre, she rolled her eyes and said "No taste whatsoever, Duricorre." before introducing herself to the party in a grandiose manner as [[Ebon Hand of the Dragon]].


From there, they traveled together and did wondrous things that can be found in further chapters of this story. They never did trust each other completely, however, but that is a story for another day.