"Huh Boyfriend?" Deliria said with a raised eyebrow looking from Argent to Noctis and back again, "Weird, Yes! Yes! The Great Teller or whatnot that would apparently be me!" He said rapidly answering Argent's question "I am Deliria Dote Anointed Great Teller of Rahasya, and this grumpy one here is Tribune Riot, or Trib as we call him" He said with an arm on his shoulder, the one in question intently glaring at a corner of the table with his arms crossed.
"..."
"Oh will you pull the tree out your ass and at the least say hello to guests?"
"We've already been acquainted"
"Oh did you now I take it he didn't exactly roll out the red carpet did he?" The question directed at Noctis and Argent.
"These?" she asked indicating her bandaged body. "Fighting Grimm, I dunno what you were expecting but that's all it is, our village is in a pretty remote area with thick forests and rock walls hiding it, but that still doesn't stop the occasional wandering Grimm from getting a little too close. It used to be at a manageable level where it wasn't really a problem but lately..." she trailed off wondering how to phrase herself "The number of Grimm have been increasing, it's like something is attracting them...hopefully it's just for a little while, but if this keeps up or gets worse I don't know if I can keep going like this..."
"OOh you have a scroll too!? Can I see!?" she asked suddenly as she saw Sherwood using his.
Weapons, several rows of weapons filled the room of all shapes and sizes. Axes, swords, pistols, rifles, some things that were unidentifiable as weapons. In fact these were not ordinary weapons, they appeared each be individually hand crafted, complex mechanisms that resembled nothing but weapons made by huntsman. While every weapon was unique to who ever had made them, they all on some part of them had a faded but still visible mark on them, a black circle with a red X on them.