So we don't get confused. Cause even I have a problem remembering how spirits talk.

Kim's spririt is: Makoto

Diya's spirit is: Zeiyo

Minaro's spirit is: Bumblebee

"You do know that I believe your son Adyub is an ass."

"His names Aydub, Kim."

"Whatever. I'll be waiting for you outside the dungeon."

"..."

"See you later Grandma...."

"See you later twerp!"

I frowned as I saw Diya drop something on the altar and vanish. I told her I would wait for her outside the dungeon, but I was impatient sometimes.

God, it was so boring right now.

I missed the other assassins; it was always interesting around them. Closing my eyes, I recalled their blood spattered around the small island we had been hiding out on.

Tsk, stupid Paladins. I can tell that Aydub was once one of them, which really ticks me off.

"Kim?" asked a soft voice from beside me.

"Yes Makoto?" I replied, standing up from the grass and stretching. Makoto gave me a reassuring smile, floating in the air lazily.

"You thinking about that night?"

I shook my head at my spirit and glared at him, my sweet little Makoto.

"No, but now I'm thinking about it! Thanks a TON Makoto." I grumbled.

I looked around for something interesting, bored out of my mind as I waited for Diya to hurry up. A young boy, who was covered from head to toe in cuts and bruises, stepped out of the dungeon.

From what I could see (Other than that he was pretty banged up) he was a few years younger than me, with brown hair that covered his eyes slightly.

"Whoa! You ok kid?!" I exclaimed, already smothering him with bandages. "What the hell did you fight?!"

"A succubus." He said through gritted teeth.

"I hate those bitches" I snorted, "You know, it's kind of stupid to go in there without a friend."

"I needed gold and a scroll."

"Pfft, scrolls are cheap you idiot."

"Well I'm broke."

"Why do you need a scroll anyway?!"

"I'm a bard."

"...Kinda stupid for a bard to go in there alone."

The kid frowned and glared at the ground.

I smirked and finished tending to his wounds; the kid sure was a mess.

"Minaro."

I frowned.

"Pardon?"

"Minaro, that's my name, Minaro Ragi."

I glared at the kid.

"That couldn't be your name."

"Why?"

"Minaro Ragi, my brother, is dead; Paladins killed him along with about 50 other assassins."

He looked confused, "Wasn't that news kept away from the public? I watched them burn the bodies before anyone could find out."

I glared at him before looking at his eyes.

Red. Bright claret with deep crimson undertones met my gaze defiantly.

I frowned before giving him a hug.

"Well then Minaro Ragi, I'm Kim... Kimariaka Ragi."

I'm pretty sure he was smiling.

"I'm 13..... Your 10...... It's hard to believe that it was only a few years ago when the assassins were killed."

"Yeah..."

We sat down by the goddess statue and began talking, to catch up.

"Whoa! You got a wand spirit?!" exclaimed Minaro as Makoto floated around him with a grin.

"No duh, and aren't you going to introduce us to yours?" I relied in a bored tone, patting his head.

The spirit in his leather long bow came out with a grin, winking at me.

"Hey Minaro, who's this fine young lady."

Minaro rolled his eyes.

"Shut up Bumblebee."

I snickered and our spirits cheerfully went back into their weapons after I gave them a few spare daggers.

I heard Diya come out from the dungeon.

"Kim! A younger man?! What about Comgan!"

I turned to glare at Zeiyo, Diya's annoying spirit.

"He's my brother, you idiotic ass."

"..."

"Hi! I'm Minaro!"

Diya smiled at my little brother.

"He's so cute! He has the same eyes as you Kim!"

"Really? All I can see is the halo on the kids head and devil horns on Kim's."

I growled at the spirit.

"Zeiyo!" Diya chided, but her laughter ruined her serious pose, "Come on you guys, let's go to Priestess Kristell."

"Sure, whatever, Grandma."

We walked all the way to the Dunbarton church, Minaro and Makoto chattering the entire way.

"... Hello, I see that you're back... Do you believe me now...? I wasn't trying to hurt Tarlach or anything. I only want to know how he's doing. You still seem reluctant... Well then...I have a favor to ask."

".... So Grandma, mind explaining what in Baol is going on?!" I exclaimed bluntly. I knew about Kristell being a Bondi Gordisse (Sucky Bitch) but I have NO CLUE what's going on.

I also knew that Kristell must have been really stupid to turn human for the fomor hating druid.

"Kim!" shouted Diya.

Makoto giggled at the 'Baol' part. He knew how much of a hell it was.

"Tell Tarlach how I am doing and let him know...that I really want to meet him... that I have something I want to tell him... that should be okay...right? ...If you understand how hard it is for a woman to reveal her true intentions and her past... Please do this favor for me..."

I growled and Minaro put his hand on my back to calm me down.

Looking at Diya, I saw that she was trying to hide her unhappiness.

"Fine, we'll do it-" I cut Diya off.

"-But if Tarlach is as much of a jerk to someone who used to be a fomor as he is to me, I swear to fucking Cichol that I'll tear him apart, LIMB FROM FUCKING LIMB!" I said in anger, waving my arms in the air.

Makoto and Minaro laughed at what I said, knowing that I wouldn't actually do that, while Kristell, Diya, and Zeiyo all looked at me in shock.

"What?!" I snapped, standing up and stalking down the stairs. "I have a waxen wing, so let's go!"

Minaro apologized before running after me, Makoto, Zeiyo, and Diya behind him.

What can I say, I hate Bondi Gordisse. (Succubi)

Sure, I may suck at fomor language, but I know the basics!

"Kim! How could you be so rude to a priestess!?" Zeiyo scolded me.

"How can you question one that could join your enemies in five seconds flat?" I countered, Zeiyo was silenced.

I pulled out the waxen wing and warped us to Tir Chonaill, where we then walked towards Sidhe Sneachta. The guard nodded at Diya as we passed.

~Sidhe Sneachta~

It was colder than usual today, I could tell you that much.

Dammit, Diya was freezing. Why couldn't she wear warmer clothing? Only she would wear a Short Swordsmanship School Uniform in a field of snow.

I scoffed and pulled off my robe, handing it to Diya.

"Minaro's cold too...give it to him."

Oh yes, she offers the eleemosynary* robe to another, though her own teeth chatter!

"Minaro can manage. He has a robe in his bag... and I know for a fact that I can live in the cold longer then you can Grandma!" I countered.

Diya started shouting angry things at me, but I ignored her and helped Minaro put on his robe.

-Crunch-

Was I the only one that heard that?

I turned and saw a black grizzly cub.

"Oh crap..... Diya, scream as loud as you can."

Then the bear slammed Diya into a tree.

"TARLACH! BEAR TARLACH!" I shouted, charging up firebolt to distract the grizzly "HELP! DIYA'S HURT! HELP!"

I continued shooting at it for a few moments, Makoto helped me out.

"Kim! Diya's hurt!" Minaro shouted at me. Zeiyo started to attack the bear while I tossed bandages and healing potions to Minaro.

"ROAR!"

Turning, I saw bear Tarlach beating the other bear to a bloody pulp.

If I wasn't still pissed off about Kristell I would have cheered.... maybe.

~Few Hours Later~

Sighing, I looked over at Diya's unconscious body that we had placed by the fire I made.

Bears really hated her for some reason, I was just glad that Tarlach saved us.

Hey wait, I'm glad?! I could have destroyed that bear if my daggers had full durability!

"God..." I grumbled, looking over my daggers "I wish there was a weapons shop here."

Minaro looked up at me before playing his flute by the fire again. When the song was done he glanced at Tarlach.

"Hey Tarlach? Is there a weapons shop nearby?"

"...You're asking about a weapons shop at a remote place like this...? If there was a weapons shop here, people would begin coming around here too often..."

"Go on?"

"...Then there would probably be hunters who would try to hunt innocent bears minding their own business." he concluded.

"I would like to hunt this innocent bear."

Tarlach and Zeiyo glared at me.

"Kidding....." I grumbled, smiling softly as I watched Minaro play really fast notes on his flute "Nice song Minaro. What's it called?"

"The guy that sold it to me last year called it 'Tir Na Nog'......"

"...It sounds... ok..." commented Tarlach as I added more wood to the fire.

"Makoto please pass me more bandages and a phoenix feather..."

"Yes Kim!"

"I just need to change her bandages and then check for any infections from the bear's claws... Oh, Minaro, pass me some holy waters please."

"Wouldn't she make a great healer Tarlach? Zeiyo?"

"If she wasn't so rude all the time!"

"..."

"Here's the holy water Kim!"

I changed the bandages on her arms, since the time when I fought Tarlach I've made sure I had lots of healing supplies.

Luckily, the bear's claws only scratched her arms and nipped her head. But since the head injury wasn't as bad as her arms I didn't bother with bandages.

"Thank you Minaro, Makoto." I replied simply "Ok! It should be safe to wake her without her being in too much pain!"

"That's great!"

"... Too much pain?" The druid questioned.

"Yes 'Lach. She might be in a bit of pain. Who wouldn't after getting knocked into a tree by a black grizzly bear?" I questioned the druid sarcastically.

Would you like to her my thoughts on Mr. Angst?

Well, I guess he's a decent person. He has enough feelings to care for Diya, which is good, but he's a total ASS to fomors.

He's less rude to Minaro than he is to me, but that's probably just because he's younger.

Tarlach is also pretty strong... when he's a bear. But he certainly has problems, I mean, how old is he?

"..." The orange asshole stared at me.

"Hey Minaro! Play that song again!" I commanded.

"Ok sister..." My angelic little fomor brother muttered, putting the reed to his lips and taking a breath.

I hummed the tune of the song as I blessed Diya's items and put a new dry blanket underneath her.

~Later~

"...Ugh, what ran me over?" Diya groaned, I grinned and gave her some water.

"A stray black grizzly bear." I replied and pointed to Tarlach "And you'd better give him the... priestess news."

"You didn't tell him...?"

"I don't help sucky bitches."

I'm sure that if Diya was at full health, she would have laughed at that but instead she just grinned.

We both began walking towards the others, where Tarlach was giving Minaro a few tips on how to improve his instrument playing.

"Grandma's awake." I announced "But, well, I'm kinda out of mana so I can't fully heal her up."

Zeiyo smirked, "You three are kinda like the three warriors!" he exclaimed. I frowned and gave the spirit a look that said 'Do explain.'

"What do you mean?"

"Well, Mistress Diya is a warrior like Ruairi, Kim is a mage like Tarlach, and Minaro is an archer like Mari!"

My jaw dropped in realization.

I glared at Zeiyo and pointed a finger at Tarlach.

"Wait one second, did you just say I was like TARLACH?! The master of all emoness?!"

Diya snickered as she watched me rant.

"I am NOT an orange wearing druid! In fact, unlike this loser, I can also fight with regular weapons, dammit!"

I received a death glare from Tarlach.

"Plus, Minaro is an all around fighter you fucking moron!"

Diya laughed and watched me plop down in the snow, now silently steaming.

"By the way Tarlach, Priestess Kristell wanted us to tell you that she's doing fine and that she's staying in Dunbarton... she really wants to meet you and talk to you again, is that ok? She asked me where you were..." Diya told the druid (that orange bastard!).

"Kristell...in....Dunbarton? She asked about my whereabouts...because she wants to see me again...?"

I glared at the druid.

"...I can't accept her feelings... But...if it's her, she might be able to translate this book."

Tarlach pulled a book out from his robe.

"…Could you give this to her…? Tell her it's my last request…if she could just translate this book…"

Before Diya could take it Minaro snatched it and tossed it to me. I skimmed past the pages, understanding little bits and pieces of it.

"Interesting...." I stated with a smirk, passing it to Diya.

"Wait, can't you just translate the book?"

I frowned, "No, as I'm 'A fomor who can't even read her own writing.'" I replied, using my best Tarlach voice.

Makoto laughed.

"You're never going to let that go, are you?" Diya sighs as she puts the book into her bag.

"Nope."

Minaro smiled, "Who said that Kim?"

I pointed to Tarlach with a smug expression, "That fomor hating druid over there."

Minaro frowned, "He hates fomors?"

I nodded, smirking.

Minaro began glaring at Tarlach.

"Diya? Can we go now?" asked Minaro "I don't like it here anymore."

Well I learned a new word xD That I will never use.

Eleemosynary: charitable or pertaining to charity