War and Famine in the Green [Horsemen]

[Jak Mar]

Torn turned his head and just nodded at the group behind him. He had so many questions about this world yet there probably would be much more coming to figure out. Torn started the long walk with the elf and started to talk what's on his mind "So Inertias, is it? I have things on my mind i want to know as soon as possible... "

The whole namek thing was getting him somewhat nervous and more than a little confused. Perhaps a fellow elf could at least answer his questions at least semi-seriously. He was a serious man and he expected serious answers. He'd figured he ask more information once they stopped at the "HQ" hopefully. Torn kept his arms semi-crossed as he groaned for a bit. The laugher from the elf joining him wasn't helping his headache and he kept walking. The Commander frowned and kept walking "Name's Commander Torn, I am Commander of the Freedom guard." I'm not one for taking crap right now...

Inertias looked at Torn and said "Follow me, Commander and we can talk more at the base about what you are able to do for the horsemen."

Torn was quiet for a second and then nodded "That's better."
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Daxter frowned and crossed his arms on Jak's shoulder saying "What the hell are you?" looking toward the white haired teen walking toward the group with short ears.

Jack stared at the orange creature on the man's shoulder and frowned "I am a guardian of ice to the guardian of fun....Is that what you wanted to know?" He was a bit surprised to hear the orange weasel talking to him but it's probably not the weirdest thing he's seen in his time in the Omniverse.

Jak heard the white haired man start to talk to Daxter and looked at the guardian seriously. He had been listening to the conversation "So you are a guardian of ice? How did you get here so fast?"

Daxter responded with a loud bellow "YEAH, and what about our dune buggy? Spargus is probably going to kill us for ruinin' one of their buggies.

Jak slightly facepalmed after he remembered Retane hadn't been able to stop the buggy in time. "Hey Dax, at least we are alive right now, right?" He nudged the ottsel and the ottsel groaned "Jak.." "NEVER... DO .. THat... Again!!"


The humor quickly stopped when Retane challenged the strange man to a fight and Jak was curious to see the results. He, however wasn't interested in butting in unless he absolutely had to.