[h3]Bloodbeak and Cawcax[/h3]

"Get that cart moving! Where are your permits?" Bloodbeak cawed as he oversaw the orderly fashion in which his people were both taken into the underground shelters, but also saw to leading them out of them once it was all clear.

"Form a line! Form a line! There is no reason for panic!" Bloodbeak proclaimed, and just then he saw it. Something far worse than enemies outside of this world, something far more wicked.

"Well, well if it isn't that good for nothing goblinkissing traitor!" Bloodbeak put both of his taloned hands at his waist as he observed the more slender fowlfolk, Cawcax approach.

"Who are you again?" The slender looking crowman asked, his head tilting, pretending that he didn't remember.

"Such impudence! You ungrateful little scab! I am Bloodbeak, loyal servant of our lord
 How dare you insult me you beastman hugging  fakebeak!" Bloodbeak gripped his staff angrily.

"I thought I smelled the stench of blind faith. Guess that were you all along. Huh." Cawcax said in a mocking tone.

"Listen here you talonlacking hatchling, I was told to deliver you these two items, and nothing would please me more for you to say no to them so I can give them to someone who is actually not a good-for-nothing!" Bloodbeak presented the dagger and the ring which Reverion had given to him to offer to Cawcax.

"Does your god truly expect me to simply accept these weapons as some kind of peace offering? I am not gonna kneel for him or anyone else. But I shall take these items, perhaps I can have them aid in the undoing of the lot of them." Cawcax mused and snatched the items from Bloodbeak.

"How dare you mock the greatness and generousity of your own creator! You ungrateful rotten half-egged good for nothing godhater!" Bloodbeaks talons, no his entire body was shaking. He wanted nothing more than strike down this affront before him, why had their maker made him share the skies and earth with someone like this? He couldn't understand. Even if his god would explain it. This particular kin of his was his antithesis, his polar opposite. Where was his sense of duty, love for his people, his god and even the world? What was it that had made him such an oddity. It were as if he couldn't bear the idea of a being standing above him in authority and power. 

"You are correct with one thing. I do hate them. Because they dare to use us as their playthings, it's coming natural to them to just see us as toys or subjects whose sole purpose is to worship them and spread their influence. I will never kneel to any of them, as long as I have my free will. My rebellion will live on. Mark my words Bloodbeak, there will be a day when mortals such as I will attain power enough to destroy the gods, and that will set us all free." Cawcax gave an almost sinister grin with his teeth filled beak.

"I will not let you even think about causing harm to our great benefactors! I will be there to teach you a lesson one day, best not forget it! You know nothing of loyalty and honor! " Bloodbeak pointed a talon towards Cawcax.

"And I do not intend to start now."  Cawcax said in a nonchalant way as he sheathed the dagger, and pocketed the ring.

"Well... " Bloodbeak took a moment to collect himself for his witty reply.

"Well you are ugly! Yes that's right, go and wash that goblin looking face!" Bloodbeak yelled out in a triumphant manner.


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16/16
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[hider=Summary]
One crowman passing godly gifts upon another. Neither fond of the other. Building tension.
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