Woahhhhhhh... this is... awesome... [i]The glint resurfaced on his eyes once more as he stared outwards along the camp's edge, to the centre and back out again. It was like he was taking in such a sight for the first time, which was far from true, but he aimed to remember every moment of it. Or else it would escape from him. "Like the other's..." he thought, his face hardening at the thought.[/i] This is quite a set up. How many of us are there? Hundreds? A thousand? I wonder how many have been lost... separated from their families... [i]His fists clenched at the thought, and that's when a spark ignited in himself; not literally, though that was 100% possible. But in his eyes. Bracheous found this man, boy, whoever he was, to tell the truth not through his mouth but through his eyes.[/i] Ah, we must escape. After we bring the ship down, of course. [i]He raised his finger up in the air, stating so as if it were as easy as walking across the street; you'd just have to wait for the right time, moment, and circumstances.[/i] What say you, Mr. Khan? It would be damn fine to be out of here; heck, I've had enough and I just got here. We must have some wonderful people here to help us out. My mind is set! But first, [b]how[/b] we got here, now there's the big question. Hmmmm, I'll have to think on it. Do you lead this group? Is this the ah... umm... Crimson Moon's? Sorry, I'm horrible with names. And maps, mind you. [i]He let out a light chuckle, obviously some memories, good and bad, having to do with maps.[/i]