Kamda

Opening the door was an aid, helping Julo be wheeled in. Sat in his wheelchair he didn't look around the room. From the moment they turned the corner Julo looked directly to Arwen, Arwen to Julo. Everything else stopped. Long ago the Aid had left them, and they seemed to not notice a thing. Finally....

Julo was rolled into the room with the help of an aid, stuck in a wheelchair as he was.

"Hello party people," he said, chuckled. "Hope y'all didn't get started much without me, did ya?"

He laughed, coughed, "I couldn't really ask," he chuckled again, "but it's been a long time since I've heard anything but someone shouting at me to do this or that. So, yea, it'd be nice if you wanted," he said.

"Singer, huh?" he asked, a wide grin. "For real? Never been visited by a singer before," there was a joking nature in there, somewhere.

Julo looked between them as they spoke, and laughed, a good hearty laugh that turned quickly into a coughing fit. Coming out of it he held up a hand to show he was ok. "It's good to see everyone's still in somewhat of a good spirit, even after all these years," he grinned.

"Me too..." he admitted, a laugh that turned into a light cough. "You were there too right, Fuff I think?" he said, "Name's Julo.." he looked to Jaxom, "not sure if I mentioned that to you either friend. Sorry for forgetting."

"Never asked me any questions.. and if you all thought we were dead? What good were we as leverage?" he asked, and then shook his head. "I don't mean to be.. well, whatever, it just.. I don't get it, really. Doesn't really make a whole lot of sense."

"Well, we showed up to where we expected. Small station, few guards, was supposed to be easy to get in and send out a message to the people. A little.. prank, of sorts, I guess," he laughed a little, "tell the people of Kamda who we were. Little mischief. However.. when we got there we were ambushed...

"Yea," he said, propping himself up in his seat. "How far bad should I start, what'd you wanna hear about exactly? How it all went down or.. should I go back a bit further? Cause how it happened.. I'm not sure there's much to tell that I know myself. One day we were preparing for a little show of fo...

"I can do that," he said, a reserve of his sense of justice. Betterment for his common man. "I just.. I'm just hoping Arwen is still out there. Somewhere. The governors son. Well.. I guess Deera's not the governor anymore, but.." he shook his head. "They tell me to wait till I'm better, but, if you ...

"Maybe there's hope then.." he said, wincing from the pain of the movement as he looked down.

"Yea," he coughed a laugh again. Then turned a bit serious. "You uh.. you know about any other Angels?"