Blaze

I waltz into the hall and am hit with two things at once. 1 the overwhelming gloom and 2 I think someone just mistook my Blue Bombshell of being some high priestess from Arthurian legend which I suppose it’s easy to do. Girl’s got a trident and looks like a fish I’d peg her for the leader of Atlantis myself if I didn’t know better. I pull up a seat and drape my arm around Sia. 

“The lovely Lady of the Lake here can easily face down any baddies thrown her way but that doesn’t come free. She needs information to work with. Am I right?” I wink at Sia and give her my most charming smile hoping she won’t punch me in it. 

What about this gloom though? I glance around the room and see a few small faces staring directly at me, or more specifically my tail. I whip it around and one giggles.  I motion the kids over with my tail. That seems to be all the encouragement needed and before I know it I’m on the floor, five kids piled on top of me. Two on my back a little girl at each ear and another kid trying to pull my tail. I keep swishing it back and forth so the kid can’t grab it. I glance to the side and see a couple ladies whispering about how good I am with kids. This is perfect.

Flame
This is a disaster! My brother is being violated by little demon midgets and I’m hopeless to help. Kids are perfect incubators for all sorts of sickness and he’s playing with them like he’s on cloud nine. It’s horrifying. It’s like watching an accident waiting to happen. I peel my eyes away though because I have a question. What that Sven guy said before he left doesn’t bode well so I speak up. “What’s this about them raising their dead?” I ask the Elder.