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Amriel was a bit shocked and surprised when the alien pointed right at him, but fortunately it wasn't because the alien realized that he was more than he appeared. The arrival of the gunslinger however was of more concern to the Fallen Angel. His impression of the cowboy was: jumpy and trigger happy. It was enough to make him a tad nervous. I hope things stay peaceful... he thought puffing out his feathers in a flustered manner.

Mayhem was visibly tense as she moved to a position on the outside of the group, her head still swiveling between the two. The suited man introduced himself, and while he appeared human, she had heard of this as well. The robots on Earth did use human hosts. She would have to be careful, as she didn't know what surprises a robot man or a vole man could pull.

"It doesn't matter what I am." She told Tony, not wanting to become a lesser to them based on her creation, as she had been before. If she was to get her revenge, manipulating these creatures to help her may be her best option, and she didn't know if the robots knew about Diabolics yet, or how they would be received. It was best to hide it. "I'm from Lumina. I don't suppose anyone knows how to get there?"

Her hopes that someone did were quickly crushed by Bovis, who was doing his best to reason out where they were. Slowly, she realized that they were actually as lost as she was.

"Clearly I was mistaken. He must be one of the Robots I have heard about from Earth. Which makes you... a space robot?" Yeah, that made sense, the Earth robots would have more advanced tech that could take them to space. They had given humans their fleet, after all, and that was a thousand years ago.

"So we really don't know where we are. Great."

She glared at the new arrival, who did appear human, and was using weaponry that looked like a gun, but clearly wasn't what she was used to. She was getting really tired of not knowing what she could expect.

"Put the weapons away." She took a few menacing steps towards the man. "Or I'll make sure you can't use them." She was not about to let some newbie take away her only leads. But she didn't want to attack him yet, because the look on his face made him seem already terrified, so he might be as lost as them.
Finn was a bit confused as the nord he thought he was in front of ran off. Not exactly sure how this could happen, he brushed it off as part of the test. Or just nords being nords and not wanting to talk to an Orc. He shrugged, cancelling his ward, and followed the nord to where a group of other beings were assembled.

He laughed a bit. "Is there a party going on here?" He examined the group. Some animal type, some nord with dwemer-like armor, a very tall nord he guessed carried elven blood, if not orc, and the strange nord he had followed. Finally, his eye honed in on the bird in the tree. Something just didn't sit right with him about the bird, something that made the magic in the air around them buzz faster, stronger. Could the bird be a familiar? That really didn't make sense, as mages didn't really have familiars unless they were super powerful like the dragonborn, and he was just an apprentice.

But the only way to know for sure would be to ask the bird, however ridiculous that would look to the others around him. Eh, he could deal with that later. Orcs had to explain themselves to nords all the time anyway, may as well do something to warrant it. So he walked right up to the bird, bumping into the animal type as he did so, only having to incline his head slightly to look at the bird as he stood under the tree.

"Bird, are you magical?" If nothing else, he could say he tried.

Even in the form of a bird, Amriel could feel the blood drain out of his face as the newest addition to the by now crowded gathering looked right up at him and asked him a question directly. Well, I've been discovered it seems, he thought, and hopped to the thickest low hanging branch where he began to utter his transformation spell. He didn't bother with taking his human form instead choosing to revert to his native angelic form. Not much different in appearance from the human aside from the wings, but it gave him more physical power on the chance things got violent. As the transformation completed he shifted his position to sit most comfortably on the tree branch.

"Good day everyone," he nodded politely, reached into the pocket of his suit jacket and retrieved his pack of cigarettes and zippo lighter. "Forgive my intrusion, but I feel it would have been more impolite to remain on the sidelines now that our newest arrival called me out." He stuck a cigarette in his mouth and lit up. "I think we can all agree we're not where we're supposed to be at present... So to start easing the tension." he eyed the tall woman and the cowboy, "Perhaps we should exchange names... I'm Amriel."

Bovis turned to the newest arrival, which looked like a particularly ugly cross between a Drell and a Batarian, then slumped back down on the ground. He'd let someone else deal with it.

As it addressed the bird, which turned into a human with wings, Bovis began to laugh.

"Heheheheh! Ok, so I must be dreaming," he said as he continued to giggle.

He sat in silence for a few seconds then burst out into laughter again. "Pahahaha! A bird human! What will we see next? A Krogan that can turn into a Pyjak? AHAHAHAHA!"

He continued to mutter and laugh to himself, not paying attention to the others.

Finn watched in awe as the bird turned into some form of half-nord. He had heard stories of ancient shapeshifters at the college, of course, but never in his wildest dreams did he think they were real or that he would ever meet one. The person in front of him must be very powerful indeed. He lowered his gaze out of respect, then spoke to him again.

"Master Amriel, it is an honor to meet someone with such power as your own. Should we have met under better circumstances, I would love to ask you a few questions, but I do believe there is a more pressing matter at hand."

He gestured to the laughing animal type.

"It seems that some of us are still in denial. While I would like to deny this, I cannot deny the prospect that a powerful magic has moved us here or that we have all fallen through some sort of rift. As such, I believe we must work together to find some form of exit portal. I agree that introductions are in order. I'm Unfinrir Tok of Clan Pandrum, but everyone calls me Finn."

Producing a crate of cabbages that really shouldn't have fit anywhere on his person, he offered one up. "Anybody hungry? I've been here a sunfall haven't seen a decent food source in this area yet."