"Oh, uh, them?" Kiva steps inside, placing the basket on a table. He rummages around in it for a second, withdrawing a plump yellow fruit and taking a bite out of it. The flap of the basket is left open, revealing many similar such fruits inside. "Help yourself, by the way. Uhhh... right, the elders." He takes another bite of fruit, staring intently at the wall as he chews.
"I, uh, haven't talked with them yet, to be honest. They tend to be pretty busy, you know, sorting out all the trouble we've been having, and I already had orders to check on you in the morning, so I just figured I'd grab some fruit and swing by, don't have to bother them, right?" He quickly takes another large bite of fruit, chewing furiously.
Jaspar puts a hand on her shoulder, trying to hold her upright. "Sorry, forgot to mention that part. You just get used to it after a while, you know? Which I'm sure you would too, after a few rides."
"Indeed..." the Mask Maker murmurs darkly.
"And what master might you attend to, 'Twenty Three'?" He turns to face the wolf-like creature, regarding her with curious eyes. "And what interest might this master of yours have in such an auspicious location?" He remembered another such being from the events of three years ago: a creature who had assumed the moniker "Forty Four" in his dealings with Ekimu's chosen adventurers. He had interfered with the party, going as far as to steal Masks of Power. Would this creature have a similar plan?