If you had asked Tango at the start of the year that he would be sitting in front of Lady War in a, surprisingly, ice-themed-kind-of room he would have probably called you insane. And yet here he was, doing just that.

"Why have you three searched me out?" Wondered War, reptilian green eyes looking at them over her shoulder as she calmly fiddled with a saber. "Not many seek out war, much less a war that's connected to the apocalypse." She stopped fiddling with the saber as she looked at them all over cooly. "What do I have that you three all want?"

"Is it okay if we explain from the beginning?" Asked Cleo. She thought that it would all be easier if they told Lady War everything now and not later, you know so they don't have to stop mid conversation to explain some vital part.

The drake nodded at them. "I find that to be a reasonable thing to do." She then sat down on a chair -they were in a massive living room (but like so much not a living room) with many lounge spaces. The three Hermits were sitting on a L shaped couch, each getting one corner, with a big stone coffee table in between them and where War was sitting.

And so they explained about all they knew. Of what Fallacy had done to Grian, to them, the power they possessed and how they got here. "The person who brought us here, Varity, said that we could kill Fallacy with the help of Conquets' sword. And that's why we're here, to get you as well as your fellows into one place to summon Conquest."

Lady War looks thoughtful when they finish, and Monres thrills softly by her side as he looks up at her. She glanced down at him and placed a hand on his head before looking back up at them. "I will help you. I know of Fallacy, though the one I once knew was not like the one you described." She sighed as she looked off to a wall. "As I said, I will help you all. If not to help save your friends, to save the universe, then to know what happened to them."

"Wait Fallacy wasn't always like this?" Asked and astonished Tango, red eyes wide as he glanced towards his friends. "Why did they change?"

War chuckled humorlessly. "That's what I'm wondering gamin." She then stood up and started walking, motioning with her tail for the three of them to follow, which they did.

"Where are we going?" Asked Doc cautiously, looking around as they walked down pristine beige walls with water fixtures in the walls. It was surprisingly clean for belonging to War. Though to be fair, her armor did look quite a bit like the halls they were walking through. He didn't get an answer, but as soon as they walked through a set of doors at the end of the corridor he had a pretty good idea as to what she had planned for them.

"Mortals," She beggan, twisting to stand face to face with them, face twisted into the home of a shark-like grin. "Welcome to the Forge of War."

Behind the tall woman a crowded, though not overly so, forge was in full action. Though there weren't any actual people working there, only what seems to be crystallized fire and snow in the shape of people. The room was a dark rosewood color and made out of stone with cracks in the stone glowing the same blue of the furnaces fire. On the walls armor and weaponry of all kinds hung, some still shining from the heat that still radiated off of them.

She didn't give them much more time to observe everything before ushering them in. "Okay das gamins, tell me what you need."

"Um, can you elaborate on what you mean by that?" Asked Cleo. The zombie squeaked as she was nearly walked right through by one of the crystal people.

"How many people are you?" Asked Lady War again. She frowned when they took too long, well - at least too long in her opinion, to answer her. "You know what? Take armor and weapons for yourselves, I'll just summon some for your friends and allies later."

The three Hermits quickly got to grabbing armor and weaponry after that. It was just diamond armor, though there was something different about them still. But they didn't question it, deciding it would just be a waste of time. Next came the weapons. Doc went for a trident, naturally. Tango took a sword, as did Cleo. They both jump a bit in surprise when the swords adjust to their builds, and fighting styles if the weight of Cleo's sword was anything to go by.

"Are we all done?" Wondered War, hair falling into their face as she tilted her head to the side. The three Hermits laughed as her face formed into a scowl as she blew some of her hair from her face. "Everyday I start to understand why Death wears a skull-mask."

Triplet nods answered her and she smirked before forming a deep blue fire in her hand. "Parfaite! Now hold on tight, this won't be nice." And then she closed her fist around the fire and a burning hot fire feeling spread through their veins before they disappeared. Though as soon as it came it stopped, and as they looked up from checking themselves over they came face to face with the rest of their party.

Zedaph was the first to react, calling out Tango's name as he rushed the blond elemental. With practised ease the red eyed man caught the smaller blond with a lough. That seemed to break the spell and soon the others were rushing to their friends. Hugs and tears were shared, and kisses between the couple.

Lady War watched them with interest, a finger tapping against her cheek as she watched them. She glanced over to where Alastor and the former Fallacy-followers were watching the Hermits and Evolutionist. From where she stood her sensitive hearing wasn't good enough to hear everything that was being said, but she could hear enough to make sense of something. So a former Vex got into more than he could handle? How curious...

Her attention was brought back to the mortals she'd arrived with when one of their friends, a poet or dad by the looks of it, walked up to her. "Is it safe to assume you to be Lady War?"

"I am indeed the Lady of War." She confirmed, holding her head taller. "Might I know who you are? Or are you leaving me to guess?"

"Joe Hills." Joe introduced, holding out a hand to shake. War hummored him by shaking it, she never really understood why handshakes were a gesture of agreement and confirmation, though she didn't see it important to bring up. "Cleo told me you could give us all armor?"

Of course, why was she expecting them longer to bring up the armor thing? "Indeed I can. I'm assuming you all wish to get some then?" War glanced over to the rest of the group with a sharp grin, making some of them step back a bit. "Are you their spokesperson, or leader perhaps?" At his surprised face she chuckled. "Their faces follow you with gratitude, Poète. I'm assuming you're asking for them too. Or am I wrong?"

Joe confirmed her words and she said, "Though so." With a wave of her hand she summoned a multitude of armor stands and racks of weapons, and with her tail she motioned the gathered towards the shining goods. They rushed (perhaps a bit of an overstatement, but she was old and wanted some fun in her life) forward, some more reluctant than others, and took what they needed. She noted how the Vex's didn't take any weapons, and it was with a pleased smirk she realized why. Soul blades, her favorite. She had nearly forgotten about them, and she was the one who gifted the Vex's with them! Man, centuries in a temple does something to you.

Back over with the three returned Hermits they were being filled in on what has happened whilst they were gone. "So what's the deal with them?" Asked Tango, motion over at Alastor and the three taking care of them.

"Well those three are Antila, as you already know, and her two teammates; Iagos and Liz. They're all good guys." Assured Impulse. He then turned his attention to the blond they were tending to. "And that - that is something Varity did."

"Makes sense." Groaned Doc. he hated this, if Varity made them bring him then they probably couldn't kill him which sucked.

Xiusma then brought everyone's attention to himself from where he stood at the steps of the cabin. "Okay everyone! I think it's finally time we get moving on getting to the other three temples." War looked at him curiously, but didn't say anything. "Tango, Doc, Cleo, none of you three have to come with us if you don't want to, since you already found Lady War. We're leaving after lunch."

He stepped down then and War watched him go, assessing him in her mind. A true born leader, acts a bit military - without nothing most likely, so raised with someone in such a position near -, and more than anything cares for his people - friends she supposes.

She watches as the three who came to her inform the leader that they'd be coming with. He doesn't argue and just gives them all a group number. It isn't long before they all leave, well except the Former-Fallacy-Trio and their medical charge, leaving her there to do as she pleases. And with a drawn out stretch she moves, heading for a rock she saw earlier that was right in the line of sunshine.

And as she lounged about all three of the teams struggled to get where they wanted. Team 1 travels through a tall roofed forest, and unfortunately for them some bits of the nearby swamp had started making their home on the roofed forest, but after a full day of walking they had now reached the ⅔ mark. Team 2 had to travel through a massive badlands biome, but by the end of it all they had found the temple with just a few scratches here and there.

And team 3, well...

"It's obviously up that way!"

"No way. It says here that it's in a mountain, and I don't see any mountains that way!"

A third voice joined in. "Om my god! It is a temple Ren! It's a pyramid shaped temple and not a mountain, see? Look at that, that's a very detailed drawing."

"Could still be." Huffed Ren.

This got them and eyerolle. "Sure, and that temple over there is just a mirage?"

And with that, team 3 had found the temple.

<Sorry this is a day late, I just couldn't work with a killer headache like the one I had yesterday. I'm also tired now so I'll keep this quick: School over = more time to write and stuff.

And now for the art section!

That's Lady War btw, just so you know how she looks.

Now stay safe and have a wonderful time everyone!>