Living Soundless (Open)

Planet namek had a number of places to visit, each different in their own right and each with their own different namekian clan. Acous had visited the Warrior tribe, been introduced to the aspects of their beliefs and grown accustomed to their way of doing things. While they were everywhere, he was able to talk to a number of them, learning all he could from them.

As for the dragon clan, it was a bit more difficult as in his travels he had met only a few. This was making it difficult to learn more about them, yet he had discovered magic... or rather discovered what he was using was magic. Apparently without truly knowing the source, his nanite tech was using Magic so that was interesting.

Now he was on his way to meet the Mazoku tribe, a reclusive and considered "evil" side of Namek. Perhaps evil was not the right way to put it? Acous didn't know enough about them to form a judgement of his own and as such decided to not let other's opinion shape his views just yet. However that didn't stop him from being unable to find them.

It wasn't until he came across a number of corpses that he decided to stop his travels. A power level that was double his own was nearby, one that seemed to be stopped. As he came to a full on stop in his tracks, Acous looked about the area with concern. He didn't know what this individual's personality was and it could well end badly for himself. Yet he couldn't ignore the possibility that they knew something.

As he passed by the corpses, slowly walking between them, he finally got a view of a bonfire, and what looked to be a person sitting by it. Closing the distance, Acous would hold up a hand in a friendly gesture and call out.

"Hello there! Excuse the intrusion."

Hopefully his announcement of his presence would keep him from being attacked.

"Names Acous... I'm looking for the Mazoku tribe... or at least something akin to them. I was wondering if you knew where they were?"

Acous asked, stopping just outside of the camp, his hands in his pockets as he waited patiently for the other to speak. His black jacket feeling rather stuffy in this northern region. He truly didn't like the heat, despite the fact he was pretty resistant to feeling it.

Acous waited patiently for the individual to finish their meal, patiently waiting on his hips while he watched on. Food was not something he understood much off, but he supposed it was pretty good if this individual was grubbing down. Yet it only looked messy to him. It wasn't his place to judge others however, so as such he tried to keep such thoughts from his head as much as possible.

It was when the individual got out a piece of paper before writing down the location he assumed and then told Acous that one of their leaders was named Cello. That they lived in a castle some distance away from here which told Acous he had been going the right direction. This would be a good stepping stone to the future.

"I wish to learn more about them, to learn about their culture and understand them more. I am a namekian not from this world, as I was born somewhere else. I wish to learn all that I can from the Namekian people, both sides of the coin. So I have been seeking them out for that reason alone. I have spent time with the other two clans, and now I wish to know more about this reclusive one."

Acous would walk up to the other individual then, holding out his hand as he waited to be handed the paper. 

Acous lowered his hand once he realized that he wasn't being given the paper as instructions but rather that this was how he communicated. He had just thought he didn't want to speak or simply was ignoring him. Yet he was clearly a mute, which was in of itself surprising, but he guessed it was not something that was impossible. Acous placed his outstretched hand onto his hip then, raising a brow. He looked down at the ground before rubbing his chin thoughtfully. He could research how to fix this problem, but it wasn't like he was familiar with this individuals... species.

"I see. You can't speak, I thought you had wrote down instructions, but now I see you are writing down your sentences. Interesting. I apologies for assuming."

With that Acous gave a shrug then, looking over the horizon briefly before gathering his thought.

"Warrior clan, a group similar to the dragon clan except one punches things, the other makes magic stuff. Not that the Warriors could not do it, but they are more fighters than scholars."

Acous pondered that for a moment, wondering if he was a dragon clan member or a warrior clan... maybe he was a mazoku. Maybe he was none of them. He didn't understand what made a clan member a member as it was. So to guess was just as futile as trying to guess whats in a box.

"Learned what little they would give me without giving up their secrets. Not that I plan to force anyone for that matter. Its probably best I don't disturb anyone if they don't want to give up anything of value. I understand that for sure."

Acous thought briefly back to the business rivals he has had to deal with over the years. The corporate secrets that had been nearly stolen and the frustration of that community.