Dawnlark Plains you can call upon this family, you can call upon this day

"I have a feeling that I have met a certain Cyclone at some point," Wraen noticed, though between that event and this she had met a bunch of other people and therefore was not sure. Had the lady had some more distinct features - such as horns, wings or even the ability of spitting fire - she would not have escaped her memory that easily.

"How did you find each other?" she asked then, curious to about all and everyone's reasons to become lone wolves and then form a band. "I mean, you did belong somewhere before that, didn't you?"