(( I'll run out of hard questions eventually. ))

"Is it really fate if we have a choice in it?"

"Aren't you guys... one with nature, or something?" Sarah asked. "I could have sworn that was a thing with you guys. Balance, and stuff."

A familiar beast man rumbled behind Miss Fortune. He grunted, "Why are you holding bananas for? You are meant to consume them, not to hold them. They will bruise otherwise."

Udyr reached over, plucked one of the banana shaped guns and stared at the pirate. "...Why are you dressed like a wood nymph? You look stupid in that clothing." He bit into the banana shaped gun, the metal cracking and breaking from his teeth. He crunched several times, trying to figure out why the taste is so strange, looked at the gun, then took another bite of it, his teeth shearing through metal like butter.

"This banana tastes awful."

Soraka calmly shook her head at Yorick's question.

"While I can save those who are merely seconds from death, I cannot bring back those who have already slipped beyond."


"That would depend on your perspective, as well as the person. Those who choose to follow their fate do as fate leads them, and he or she believe that the path fate has is the only one they can take. Those who wish to change their fate, look for the other roads."


((Oh my goodness, Udyr! XD ))

Soraka was abut to reply to Sarah when Udyr had entered. She watched his actions and tilted her head to one side at him.

"Greetings, Animal Spirit. I wasn't expecting your presence today."

She gestured towards Miss Fortune, a weak smile appearing on her face.

"This is Miss Fortune's... Attempt at being cultural and diplomatic."

"So we both control and are controlled by fate? Wouldn't it be simpler to say that our actions simply have consequence?"

Lee Sin enters the grove quietly, sensing his surroundings until he had found Soraka and walking up to her with a small smile, performing a respectful bow. "Greetings star child, are you occupied? I would like to sit and speak with you a while if you do not mind."

"Well, glad to see some people of this land still retain the proper attitude toward magic," Xerath exclaimed, "So many mortals here do not deserve what they have been given. Still, I am rather curious as to your opinion on the magic that makes up my true form."

Sarah tried to stop Udyr, but he was too quick. She winced as her gun was eaten, shaking off the insult due to how amazing this was.

"That wasn't a banana, that was a disguised gun!" Sarah complained. "I was trying to dress as per Ionian culture, but apparently, I could have done a better job." She patted Soraka's shoulder as she spoke.

Udyr looked at the banana gun, spat out a piece of the chamber and threw it at Fortune's feet. "You want to dress per the Ionian culture? Fine."

The beast man shrugged off his gi, revealing his muscular torso to the world. He reached over and with his fingers just milimeters away from the pirate's bust, and effortlessly whipped his hand downwards. By the time she would realize her clothing was sliced off, Udyr's gi was loosely wrapped around her as though he were adhering to some sort of convenient decency law in place.

The beast man then slipped off his hakama, wearing nothing but a pair of tight, cloth underwear that left far too little to the imagination. "Wear this, and you will look Ionian instead of a dryad."