[u]The clank of metallic feet can be heard approaching the doors of the arena, accompanied by the sounds of a loud guitar being played. The music seems to pole and prod any organic things ears, easily moving past any blockage. As the footsteps round the corner and walk out the door, the person, or should I say robot, in question strides out the door with his guitar strung around his neck.[/u] "[i]Did I hear the sounds of a fight brewing?[/i]" [u]Isole starts to strum on the base strings of his guitar, making a low and foreboding sound.[/u]