ORIGIN

Archimedes nodded, turning and clambering back onto the serpent. The snake's tongue flicked, and he settled himself in, gesturing with one paw forward. "This way, then. It isn't too far. Well-... I don't need to walk, so it doesn't feel far." Gentle humor, a glance at his Charger, indicated his meaning: he had a vehicle, of sorts.

"As for my family... we are an Organization, really. We gather what others... misplace, and offer those things for sale. And we offer services..."

He continued as he walked, going in-depth without revealing anything that might put his membership in danger. He spoke of their availability for hire, in return for things like gemstones: protection or punishment (only for those who obviously deserved such things, of course...), scouting or procurement, and so on.

By the time he left the tunnel, he was looking forward to introducing Rajani to his family.