A fascinating new world.

[Kylo Ren]

The journey itself had over all been rather pleasant, for Devon at least, as it had been ages since he had been able to talk with such abandon. For as much as he spoke though, she had at least replied in kind for the most part, though maybe not as much. Very few could talk as fast as this bearded man could, though what she did say had some interesting things in it at least. Apparently they were about to fight Dracula, another myth he thought that had been brought to life in this world. This was going to be a very informative trip after all!

Then she brought up the thing about all his apologizing, Devon opened his mouth to apologies again but immediately forced it shut. Something in the way she was speaking told him that it would probably not have been a good idea.

“Ah yes, well, it has been awhile since I have really had the chance to speak with many races outside of my own.” He was about to say more but then he caught her question about Arthur. “I am not sure who this Aragorn is, but Arthur was king of the Brits and unified the land under his rule. Again though there is much debate over what is historical fact and what is just pure myth.”

After this little exchange things fall into silence, but not that awkward silence you tend to get with strangers. No, this one was more two people travelling that no longer had anything to say to each other for now. Getting to there destination seemed more important then idle chit chat at the moment. Though it doesn't last more then a brief moment before Devon starts filling the silence with some talk about various subjects he has encountered since arriving here.

The young bearded traveler is divulging everything he has learned about the fountain at the center of this place as the two of them finally make it to the gates of the Pale Moors, covered all over in dappled growths and moss as it stands there before them.

Before Devon can ask even a single question the strange woman interjects and offers him her name, Kanaya, and it is a rather pretty name too. Devon thinks to himself that even the demonic folk can sometimes have beautiful names, that is if a demon is what she really is. He was starting to think that he had very little idea of who or what can be moving about in this strange place.

“It is a pleasure to make you acquaintance Kanaya, my name is Devon Whilst.” he smiled and bowed his head slightly to her. “Though most people call me Brother Devon. It is a title that, well, it is a little hard to explain. If you wish I can tell you my story before we go on?”

It had indeed been a question but Devon had not waited for an answer before he took his back pack off and set it down, sitting down next to it and motioning for her to take a seat.

“As you can tell it seems we come from very different worlds, and I will tell you a bit of my own.” He paused for a bit and scratched at his beard. “I come from a place called Earth, though you might have an Earth where you are from but it will probably be drastically different from mine.”

Trying to think of the right words he sort of spread his hands out in a gesture that he has seen most of his teachers use in their lessons when they were trying to buy time to collect their thoughts.

“My Earth has about 6 main races sharing the planet. There are Angels, Demons, The Fae, Dwarves, Human, and halflings. For the longest time only four of these six races had magic, the humans and halflings having none.” He looked at her and tilted his head to the side. “The Demons of my world looked rather like you, well the horns and grey-ish skin, add in a tail and take away the glowing. Though I am getting sidetracked now!”

Shaking the thought from his head he continued his story.

“As I said most of the races had magic of some sort except the humans and the halflings, that was until my order was founded and they found a way to tap into man's inner energy, or some would say his will power, the fire of life. The order's purpose was to expand the realm of human knowledge and put us on equal footing with the rest of the races.” Devon paused to like his lips, they were starting to get a bit dry. “At least that is how it started, after awhile we became isolationist, locking ourselves away from the rest of the world while still claiming to have humanities best interest at heart.”

Devon looked at his companion and realized he was doing the information overlord thing again and tried to focus more on the 'this is me' aspect then the 'Here is the entire history of my world!' part.

“Right, so, uh, I joined the order when I was about five. My parents sent me off after they had an offer from one of the order's agents, they go out in the world and find new recruits as the order has a strict vow of celibacy so having children of their own is not really something that happens. I studied for years, learned the ways of the order, but eventually I grew tired with always being locked away, knowing nothing of the world outside. I figured I would go out, learn about the world, record my findings and try to change the way the order worked! I would bring us back into the world we had taken ourselves out of! Sadly, that is about when I was dragged off to this place, where ever we might be.”

Devon took in a breath and paused for only a brief moment, deciding he had talked enough about himself for one day.

“That is, well, about all I wish to divulge about myself at the moment.” He gave a slight sheepish grin in apology instead of actually apologizing again. “How about yourself? Where are you from?”