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Uhhh....Minister Wang says that having a bit of knowledge of everything is better than knowing a whole lot of nothing.

Umm...I've gotten by... I had to get books one time.... I think they were books. They had squigly word things in them...

We...uh..do stuff for Qidat...Quinda....Qidara...a bit. Minister Wang says our nations have a long history.

*Ben Dan looks entirely lost by this point*

"Does...this make us...friends?"

"Uh....Minister Wang says I'm to work with the Society. Smash stuff they tell me to....don't smash what they tell me not too.. keep the others from being smashed...."

*he pauses and his head hangs for a moment*

"I don't.... like it when people hurt my friends...."
*his hands shiver for a moment, and a slight black aura begins to manifest around him. Then, as quickly as it formed, it dissipates as he regains his composuer.*

"Someone cursed you? ..They say I'm cursed too!"

*Removing his kabuto, his face is entirely human, abeit fairly deformed and ugly. It is obvious that he suffers from some birth defect, though a pair of dark, roughly circular marks on his brow say that there's more to it then that.*

"Uhh.... Hello...

My name is Ben.....re...um....Dan..........um... Ben Dan!!" he manages to draw out at length.

"You're...uh...different. I'm diffferent too! We could bee friends!"

*A massive man with the physique of an ogre, comes in. His sturdy looking tetsubo clanks against his o-yori as he walks past, his eyes hiden in the shadows of his ogre-faced kabuto. He has a seat on a chair nearby, which groans under his bulk. He picks up a chronicle and begins to thumb through it. He is quite clearly holding the book upsidedown.*