It's Time For The Opening Act!!

[Khlas, the Brave]

Khlas was still crouched low, his stance there in case of needing to flee... somewhere in this white plain of Light. It was so bright, yet it was hidden from all in his home. Where... where was his home? Moments seemed to pass as his crimson eyes went teal for a few moments, before returning to the bright red. The amnesia set in, almost everything of his world was torn out of him like the Whirlwind. He knew about as much as those ignorant Guardians, but even then Guardians became a haze. Khlas snapped his mind back to this new reality, seeing the woman of strings move her arm.

Instincts of fear and self preservation kicked in, snapping his hands up to protect his face and lower arms. Her hand just hovered there, offered to him like some form of peace treaty. Khlas slowly broke out of his horror with confusion, and looked slowly around himself and the offered hand. He slowly lifted up his four fingered hand, shacking the hand of the Woman of Strings softly. Khlas spoke, but it seemed as if all his words were shifted to this new tongue, but at first all that came out was a click like snarling sound. Khlas slowly said in broken English, "...Khlas, Mistress of Strings. Man of Jade..." He slowly turned his head to Lubbock, awkwardly raising his other right arm to him.

Khlas spoke a little more, walking backwards a few steps and realizing he tapped the edge of the Fountain, "Vandal from House Winter. Nothing I own... Salvage, Scrap... Waste... where can I find?" His body went still, yes he had a thought. If his desires were strong enough, he could have it. He started the ritual, standing still as it seemed to already be part of him. He was creating a large orb, the size of a person, from the Omni inside him. The orb was being build from the frame inwards, though it will take 5 minutes. Khlas twitched softly, making sure he was safe, "You are... friends of Khlas, yes?"