(ha ha I faster!!! Ha ha just kidding you did better than I did at explaining)

(ahh i'm getting hungry irl.. and being hypoglycemic my fiance would hate it if i were to ignore this so brb..)

(np Amane)

(I'll catch you up if you miss anything)

Gwena pulls out her magic mirror to see what Berandir is up to. His image becomes clearly visible "Ahh, he's eating chicken and what ever species T is"

"He is eating my kind?" T asked confused after he nearly spewed out his drink.

"Where did you get this Gwena?!" Eirian replied at seeing Gwena with the mirror.

"Yes, T he is. And he seems to be enjoying that more than the chicken. Don't seem to care for the rolls much either"

"Are you pulling our legs?" She stared at Gwena. "This is weird.."

T’s eyes narrowed at her “Cute very cute”. Annoyed he turned his back toward her he had no time for childish games. Not of that sort.

"I'm completely serious my mirror knows and sees all. But oh well...if you want to be eaten eventually, suit your self and don't believe me" she said sighing

He didn't flinch. He sat like a rock and grumbled to himself about other things letting the clamorer of the room fade into the background.

"Huh..." She mused on that thought. "Do you truly mean it as in it is third person omniscient, or in truth is it really limited?" She scolded herself inside for such nerdiness. 'And here I was thinking I'd never be a good English teacher,' she thought to herself.

"It doesn't surprise me. Berandir is ruthless, stories I've heard from villagers are awful, I heard he cut off someones hand once when they try to take some bread because they were hungry.He rules mercilessly, this is why he must be stopped."Eirian said.

"Gwena, where did this mirror come from?"

Teagen chuckled to himself he sounded like Leon. Almost to much so.

*while eating the dumplings, she overhears the others talking*

*talking to herself* Strange group....Two pretty girls and an old man...i wonder if he is a pervert...

(he doesn't look that old lol!!! He looks about 30.)

"So he doesn't mind getting into dirty work himself then, eh?" A few seconds passed before Amane tapped a lone finger against her lips.
(lol! XD 1/100 of his age huh?)

(well to a 8 year old girl he's old...LOL)

(ha ha ha yup yup. Yea I get that, he would be old and a bit strange looking as he is immence in size, really in shape not fat. ;) )

"Berandir? from what I've heard he'd stab his own mother in the back if it gave him power,I must ind a way to get that man away from the people of my kingdom"Eirian repiled.

(Envision Eirian like the pic in my sig for an idea of how she looks)

"What if we were to scapegoat him while he's still alive and then manipulate him to his death?" She blushed from thinking such thoughts.

"My mirror is a mystic object created by one of every race in this land as a joint effort to establish security and peace. When in the right hands at least. You can see anything or anyone your heart desires, but they must be real places people and things. It's not a dream mirror. If you want to see what you'll eat next Tuesday or where you best friend is my mirrors perfect for that."

His curiosity got the better of him or rather his concern did. The guy sound way to much like Leon to merit not asking. “What does he look like?” he asked turing in his chair and facing the girls only to get the answer and then ready to turn back around.

(Hey strange dreams did you eat yet?)

Eirian turned to Amane"I don't know, he is really greedy, perhapes we can use that, but I don't know how yet." Then after hearing Gwena, Eirian asked her, "How did you come to obtain it?"