ORIGIN

It had been many cycles since Reseda's dramatic leave from the Sinful Seven. Orion was no longer her home and she doubted that it would even be safe for her anymore so she had taken to her old place in the Chambers where she had flown into a terrible rage. There were broken bones and rocks thrown everywhere, the corpses of Lesser Gembounds, half eaten, bones, or even straight up full carcasses tossed around and ripped apart with disregard. Her anger, a built up rage from cycles of feeling nothing, had consumed her for days. But now she sat among the debris, calm, collected, and cold once again.

But it had sparked her interest. This was something she was missing, apparently. The anger had not felt good but she knew that other things would feel better. She wanted that. She needed that. The destruction of The Sinful Seven could wait for now. First, she needed to learn.

Without so much of a warning, she stood up and shambled outside of her cave, emerging into the open air of Canis. It was an ironic moment of deja vu - as a child she had wandered from her cave and come across Astaroth, just as she was doing now. But Astaroth was gone and she did not care for him anymore. No, she was looking for something else. But what it was, she was not sure. She'd know it when she found it. At least that was what she hoped.

Reseda paused when she heard a voice echoing through the cave. Someone was nearby. They were young, she could tell that just from the voice, and desperate for something. Calling out. Perhaps a child separated from their family. They would make a good target, if she wanted to test the waters.

She changed her direction and began making her way through the bones. The hybrid came into view quite quickly and she immediately put on that mask again of innocent curiosity. "Hello there. Are you looking for someone?" She made sure to put the proper inflection in her voice to portray a sense of genuine gentleness. She had become quite good at it over the cycles. Even her eyes sparkled a little more then usual. "Do you need help?"

So much talking from one little creature. So trusting, so open. Apparently she had done something right this time. She listened with interest, her brow creasing with worry and her eyes slowly blinking, as if to visibly show she was thinking. "Hmm...a tall creature with six limbs? A beard?" She paused when the dog spoke of the Collector. Her brain began ticking again, putting this together. Something bad could have happened. The Collector gave her a weapon? For free?

Reseda felt the weight of the golden band wrapped around her neck for a moment. It was cursed, she knew that, despite how much it had helped her. Perhaps the Collector had given this one a cursed item as well. She formulated the lie and allowed her face to brighten, as if she had just remembered. "Ah! Yes, I saw someone like that, although I don't think she saw me. She left the cave in quite a rush and she didn't look too happy. I didn't see any weapon on her, although I was quite far away, I might not have seen it."

She glanced towards the one exit out of Canis. "There is only one way to get back to Canis. If she returns she will come through this tunnel. If you wish to pursue, however, there are many places that she could be. It would take a very long time to find her if she didn't intend on returning."