It wasn't often that one found themselves drawn over by the very crazy ramblings of a tentacled creature, but tonight just seemed to be one of those nights. Despite the fact that Roan hadn't officially met Helix himself, the medic had certainly heard of him. Michael had been more than willing to ramble about the weird little thing claiming to be a "god" that had washed up on their beach. Not to mention the fact that Goldie seemed to basically consider him to be a pet. It was weird, but it honestly took a lot to shock Roan these days, seeing as the siamese had lived in The Typhoon his entire life. Hell, he was a cat with horns and wings, and to most outside of the beach dwelling group, that would probably be wildly impossible. Yet to them, it was just your average day out as a Roux born of Roxanne. It had even begun to come a bit weird to Roan to see creatures without some kind of mutated wing, or horns.

Either way, the draconic feline found himself picking up his head when he heard Helix's delighted cry, a soft snort leaving him. Even before he made his way over, he knew that whatever was happening had to be pretty baffling. Sure enough, it wasn't too long until Roan came across the sandcastle, surrounded by a large ditch full of crabs. Helix sure did seem delighted by their presence, but Roan just found himself blinking in confusion, speechless for a rather long moment. However, once he gained control of his limbs once again, the soothsayer padded his way closer, standing just a bit away from the ditch before he spoke up at Helix, "You're the Helix guy I've heard about, right? Do you... honestly think that the crabs are worshipping you?" Perhaps he would need to check this guy's head out sometime soon. Although, looking at him, it was a little hard to figure out what was his head.

ROAN Ó FOALÁIN-ROUX - THE TYPHOON - SOOTHSAYER