Dark Echoes (Open)

Keeping up just barely with the near frolicking older male Summoner, Naiyu did her best to follow him to the meeting place decided upon for this rather interesting trip. She had only been brought up to speed on the very basic premise of it, not having very much time to gather her thoughts on the entire matter before deciding to aid her revered teacher Jacob in the endeavor. It was also a good opportunity to retrieve lovely rare and exotic things from the marshes she'd otherwise never venture out for in this lifetime alone...

Win win, really.

Once the room was reached, Naiyu stayed herself to Jacob's side, only reveling herself slightly to the other present Summoner with a courtesy sweeping bow to show respect. Otherwise she stayed at Jacob's side, sunset eyes taking in everything around her with a hesitant curiosity. What was the proper conduct for this? Should she introduce herself? If this Steward was anything like Miss Tybresa...

With a light shudder at the embarrassing memory, Naiyu cleared her throat and decided to be safe, rather than pay for it later. "...P-Pleasant hello, Sir Steward...I am Naiyu Persici Lu...a..pleasure, to meet you. I'm here as...Sir Jacob's assistant...I hope not to cause too much f-fuss in your plans..."

The small mummy walked several meters behind the other summoners unnoticed for a while. Having to run turn around a few times as his bandages got stuck on a couple of things along the way. Having been called down to the meeting room for reasons to be discussed at the meeting. Quite a lot of people in the league always treated him like a child and he was always happy to provide his assistance to the institute. The summoners the closest thing he's had to a family every since he rose from the dead.

Walking into the room Amumu had pushed the door gently. Unintentionally having it make a loud creek pausing to tip toe up to see who the faces of those sitting at the table. Walking over to his chair as he pulls out the chair made for an average sized human. Climbing up it as smoothly as he could. Eventually making himself comfortable as he sees the others.

Realizing that the one at the head of the table was the steward. "I uh... thanks for letting me help. I hope we can become good friends." He tried to get through his words rather quickly... wondering if the stewards were all similar. As the mummy had thoughts of his mother like steward Tybresa.

Ethan greeted the first of the arrivals as pleasantly as he could, though his normally cool demeanor was tinged with a hint of impatience. "Greetings, Summoner Cervantes, I trust I'm not pulling you away from anything too important in Bilgewat-" He began, though seeing Naiyu enter the room as well, followed by Robert, he stopped. It would be simpler to just greet them all as one and so he stopped himself there. As the research equipment he had requested be sent to the station finally arrived with the pair of Silver summoners, he began to explain.

"First of all, I would like to both thank you all and apologize to you. I know this request came on short notice." He jumped into the details immediately. "We've received word from our monitoring station in the Howling Marsh that there has been a very sudden spike in energy, particularly Runic in nature. The station has urgently requested additional materials to better grasp what has occurred there. We keep the station relatively sparse of individuals because of the typically quiet nature of the place, but due to the sudden spike in energy, the Institute has decided that a more steady group of individuals may be required to document and, hopefully, undo any damage that may have been done to the surrounding area."

He stopped a moment and tapped the folder before himself, opening the cover and turning a piece of paper around to them, a graphical representation of exactly how powerful the spike was. While it was incredibly brief, the flicker of power was several hundred magnitudes stronger than anything that had recently been felt from the area.

"Because of the troubling nature of the place, its general seclusion from the rest of the world and the exact nature of what has taken place, I would like to urge each of you to exercise as much caution as you possibly can while you are on this assignment. Know that, regardless of what occurs, you all stand as the face of the League in this matter. You deal with dangerous powers and you represent our interests at large." Ethan explained, flipping a page and detailing the contents of the map below. It was sparse, to say the least, as the lands were very poorly mapped, even for the Institute. After doing so, he listed the specific, particular reasons that they were going, though it was clear to each of the summoners what they were there for. Due process, however, had to be paid mind.

After taking a few more minutes to explain that a charge of horses would be issued to carry them there faster, he looked each of the Summoners in the eyes, as well as Amumu, measuring them as he spoke. "If there are any among you who would rather sit this assignment out, speak now and know that you will not be thought any less of for it. Except, of course, for you, Summoner Jessom." He asked of the group, his eyes falling on the sullen Jessom, who was not afforded the choice of backing out.

The woman took special care to listen to every word the Steward before her relayed to this rag-tag group of people. It seemed no one was going to be much of a hindrance, save the Silver Summoner that was obviously interested in being anywhere but here. Her exact role in the party unknown for now, she pensively shifted her footing and held her arms together, listening to the speech across the room.

As everyone talked her eyes would stay stationary on the desk of papers, curiosity over where they were headed and what she was going to see filling her thoughts with excitable nervousness. She did not answer when Ethan asked for those who wished to withdraw to do so, stating her desire to stay with the group for the long haul.

Taking time to think on the words of the steward the small mummy had several questions of his own that came to mind. Few of which he shut down as he just sat quiet and listened to the better part of his introduction. The other summoners to have arrived seemed intent in this matter as well as Amumu himself.

Childishly he raised his hand waiting for the steward to take notice so he could ask his question. "I uh... would like to know my exact role.... in well this situation." He had asked after being noticed feeling it would be easier to help if he knew what he had to do exactly.

Ethan turned from one to the next as the procession of summoners accepted their charge, and finally as Amumu too gave his consent. He turned to Jacob to first address his question. "We have not heard back from the outpost since the initial reading arrived." He gave a moment to pause before continuing. "We fear the worst, given the elements at play."

The Gold Steward Summoner turned next to the mummy, allowing a slight smile to curl his lips. "Due to your unique nature Amumu, you've been asked to go with the retinue of summoners primarily to defend them should anything happen. Think of yourself as their bodyguard. They'll be relying on you to ensure their safety. It certainly won't be an easy job, but we feel you are properly suited to the task." He neglected to mention the entirety of his reasoning not out of spite, but because they didn't bear mentioning. Perhaps the abandoned undead Yordle could glean something from the endeavor. A friend, ideally.

Once more addressing the group at large, he waved his hands and spoke again. "There will be a convoy ready to take you to the outpost tomorrow morning at dawn. Unless there are further questions...?" Ethan trailed off, allowing the ragtag band of men and women their time with the floor.