Practice Wouldn't Hurt [Invite]

The Konatsian carefully wrote down what the Warrior Clan Namekian told her about the Dragon Balls on a fresh scroll of paper, finding it a little incredulous to be perfectly honest. Seven orbs, judging by the word Balls in their name, that when brought together could call forth the Namekian dragon god known as Porunga, and when summoned could grant the summoner a set of wishes. And the Namekian Guru is connected to this somehow since apparently one of them is required for these Dragon Balls to work in order to wake Porunga up. It honestly sounded like a children's bed time story...

But then again, she was speaking with a member of a race that could apparently rip off body parts and regenerate them without issue, and had sensitive hearing that music could very well harm them severely... On a world with three suns and no nightfall, gripped in a civil war between three clans of their kind that has been raging for centuries.

The fact that he had hesitated in telling her though suggested that these Dragon Balls were one of Nameks deeper secrets... As soon as she was done writing down what he had said, Cambia looked at the scroll of paper and proceeded to incinerate it with a controlled burst of energy. "Just in case." she offered as an explanation. Just because she didn't believe it entirely herself regarding this wish granting dragon, didn't mean that others might share her same level of indecision...

"So... if there is a Guru, then Porunga could be summoned? Then, you could use these wishes to end the war." the Konatsian suggested. At least that's what she would do if this wish granting deity was an actual thing. Bearing this in mind, that would explain why the decision to select a new Guru for the Namekian people was even more lengthy than was probably normal for their people. Whoever the Guru was would maybe have an effect on Porunga?

She was broken from that line of thought when Tabor offered the tiny statue of Porunga back to her after he'd cleaned it up a bit. "Are you sure?" asked Cambia, gingerly accepting the statue from him. She held it for a moment before putting it into her backpack carefully. "I promise I'll find whoever it belongs to and return it to them." she said with a smile on her face and bowing her head towards Tabor.

Cambia stroked her chin in thought as Tabor mentioned that some of the Dragon Balls are supposedly in Mazoku Clan territory which would be a bad place for either the Warrior Clan Namekians or the Dragon Clan Namekians to enter... The Konatsian practically had a light bulb appear over her head as she place a fist down into her hand, an idea forming in her head. "Then why don't I go get them?" Cambia asked, closing her eyes and smiling at such a simple solution.

"I'm not a Namekian, so I'm not a part of the war. So, the Mazoku shouldn't have any reason to be a threat to me." the blonde Konatsian began to explain, holding up one finger before holding up a second because apparently her plan had a second part to it. "And whilst I'm there, I can ask around and see how many of them are wanting peace as well. If enough people want peace, then even those who want to destroy should surely have to stop and listen right?" Cambia pointed out, making the entirely and very complicated situation about the centuries long civil war sound almost... too simple.

Tabor had said that there were people among the Warrior and Dragon clans that wanted peace after all, so if there were people like that among the Mazoku as well, then surely if they all got together and just talked... A thought occured to her which made her rub her chin in thought again. "Maybe this is Porunga trying to be involved in the war." she mused aloud. "If the Dragon Balls scatter across the world after they've been used, and this war's been going on for centuries... What if some of them landing in Mazoku territory is his way of trying to get the Namekian people to work together?" Cambia queried.

For now though she had a new mission. And judging by Tabors looking towards the waterfall, it seemed to her that he might want to return to his meditations from earlier. Cambia got to her feet and gave the Warrior Clan Namekian a deep bow. "Well, time's wasting. Dilly dally shilly shally as my mum would probably be saying right now." the Konatsian declared. "It's been a pleasure and an honour meeting you Warrior Tabor. And I promise to not tell another soul about what we talked about." she said, giving a salute before beginning to make her way away from the waterfall and in a direction that felt North-ish.

Only to quickly turn around and go in the actual direction for North as she bonked herself on the head and created a compass, chuckling nervously before she continued on her way.