Take of three souls.

[Hecate Rothchild]

Hecate listened carefully taking in his words "It seems you have not had such an easy life either." she commented as she considered his stance on himself. "I cant say i know much about this machinery or anything about this foot ball you speak of." Hecate paused for a moment thinking of the easiest way to put her own situation into a way she could describe. "Back home we dont have any of this weaponry or technology that you possess. so I cant say that I understand much of it, however as one branded by many of my kin to be evil just because of what I am and what I do, i can sympathize with you." She said calmly as she looked at the tree's near them. " I am neither good nor evil, neither a hero nor villain. I am Hecate Rothchild, Witch of ice." she said looking out across the expanse of trees.

"So how do we get more of this omnillium?" She asked as she turned around once more