"Well, that was.... interesting. Hey, Engine dude! Any luck controlling this thing?"
See if the warbeast is still unresponsive.
"Indeed I do. Exactly what happened there? Chariots of Fire are not a common sight in these far flung locales."
Sebastian returns the hug and hobbles around comically oin his stick, occasionally falling into a tumble and coming more or less upright when he does.
Then, he looks out at the hill again. What new info can he learn about it now that events have evented?
He will keep up a litany of storytelling the whole time, hopefully amusing his fellow survivors while exaggerating his own near death experience into a vast cosmic battle. Since he has no information at all concerning everyone else's parts, his own will naturally be central.
@Yoink: I missed where your charcer hugged mine last round. oops.
You examine the scene. The trees are gone, thats for sure. Theres some kind of crater over there, and there's some man talking to xan who is literally full of holes. Oh and Xan appears to be on fire.
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You make up a very unbelievable story that involves space raptors, laser pants and a cat harem. Everyone in earshot gives you a rather sarcastic look.
"Oh, would you think? I supposed that they disfigured themselves so that they do not accidentally approach the title of Most Beautiful. So if anyone comes along who isn't especially ugly, that seems like blasphemy. You're saying they simply have unusual standards of beauty? How ethnographically curious! Reminds me of those fellows in Darkest Africa, really."
"In any case, before we leave, do you have any bones here? Luxurious ones, perhaps, that you wouldn't mind handing over for a good cause?"
"Do you have any meat? Raw and hopefully fresh?" The Most Beautiful replies after a moment.
"What is your history with the King, in that case? Seeing as even a lower courtier has that amount of power, if I'm going to find the First Heaven I'm undoubtedly going to run into some more of his agents. I'd like to know more about them, and him. Come, we'll bring you back to the tribes on our warbeast. I don't think you'll want to excersise much faith-based power until you've healed yourself a little."
Offer to transport him back to his dudes on the warbeast (which is hopefully working now that the courtier guy's dead). Chit-chat more.
"I was a tactician, a very long time ago. But they have grown in power immensely since my days, it seems. I fear I have little knowledge of their current empire; though if you were inclined I'm sure you could find out more by heading deeper into his territory. The man I knew may have grown to be a tyrant, but he would never be the kind of madman to slaughter harmless travelers."
The most beautiful squints up at the warbeast.
"Though that might attract some attention. And I think I'd like to walk there myself. It has been many years since I have walked anywhere. My legs are feeling rather stiff."
Dianne sits up, and begins to sing.
Begin singing about this whole mess.
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You sing a rather offkey and shaky song about almost dying and how things don't make sense anymore.
"Well!" cried Dave. "I believe in you, buddy! You could teach our friend Xan here a few tricks! He knows a little, sure, but that was amazing!"
Believe in this guy. Also probably take another sip of water. Then follow Xan around.
The Most Beautiful looks at you and then back to Xan.
"You've got a bit of the song of the people, don't you? The trick I will give you is this: The song of the people is an epic about the final battle of a hero. And it ends with his heroic death. The power of the song grows greater nearer to the end, but any who continue to its end will die in an echo of the hero's tale. Use it wisely and with great caution."