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Self-proclaimed pinnacle of the world? The audacity! How dared he presume that he had not earnt his rightful title fairly!

The nobleman's eyebrows had furrowed, he knew he had a certificate if his right of suxh a title. Paying those judges at the beauty contests so they could see reason had been well spent. But this overbearing brute before him now, had asked a question so dumb, that it left the nobleman at a loss of words. Ofcourse Aelios herself had a hand in his noble creation, how else would anyone explain his magnificent looks? He was sculpt in the image of a god. 

[color=f49ac2][b]"Oh you thickheaded, ill-mannered and poppycock induced brute. Of course Aelios had a hand in my creation. Perfection at it's finest. As for why the skies are dark can be two things, one being that Aelios is testing her chosen or the other is that some underhanded filthy barbarians and their bitch of a moon witch have attacked my goddess out of jealousy!"[/b][/color] Ayel clarified, holding up on of his noble fingers as if making a very good point. Regardless if it were one or not.

[color=f49ac2][b]"I am exquisite. You have that part right, perhaps your master taught you something that latched on. Hm. And my lotions and skin products are top quality. Unlike your parentage. Your father was likely a drunk mountain ape and your mother sone form of crossbreed of an oaf and a hag-witch!"[/b][/color] He held out his accusing finger towarda Valthyr, that would surely show him the superiority of all things Aurelian.

The wicked barbarian then discarded his clothes, the disgusting fat pig! The unsightly unwashed ogre!

[color=f49ac2][b]"Defilement of scenery! Cease your disgusting actions at once! I will not hesitate to make an example of you!" [/b][/color]

The pale man spoke in a threatening, if not abit uneasy tone. He didn't want to put in effort to use his magic on some peasant, they were clearly beneath him. Despite how tall they were. Why were all these lesser creations of thw gods trying to pester him so? He was a lover, albeit a self-appreciating lover, but a lover no less, not a fighter. That was for more brawn and less brain people.

Ayel's mind quickly wandered to Flynn. He had been the perfect example of muscle and getting things done. Had his royal highness had been born a servant, he would have made an excellent butler. While Ayel had been pre-occupied with himself, a thing which often took both time and priority, that unsavory man which had disrobed had begun to assume his true form. He was seemingly planning to leap at his noble fairness, taking advantage of it's beastly blood no doubt.

The Marquess raised his hands in defense, but the other big brute. Igor? Izor? He could remember, had grappled the beast in a display of true uncivilized barbarianess and was actually proving himself useful.

Cutting wood? This lumbering oaf was a lumberjack. A dumb lumberjack. Perfect. Wait. Did he. Call him Marcus? That inbred insufferable-

He could use this oaf to cur down the surrounding forest and have the dim creature build a palisade to keep the noble secrion of Dawnhaven safe from the poor. 

But he couldn't ponder on the plan as Persephone and Sya were both present and seemingly craved his reprimands.

[color=f49ac2][i]'Those self-harming apes are embracing their own suffering! Sickly beasts!'[/i][/color] He thought before lashing out.

[color=f49ac2][b]"Be the better man? I am -clearly- the best man. Not just for Dawnhaven, but for making sure that my friend, the prince's future kingdom is not ruined by some jealous moon-worshipping hag-hugging apemen. And you will address me as Lord Raunefeldt you withering, wrinkly old sag-bag!"[/b][/color] Ayel grit his teeth and pointed at Persephone. [color=f49ac2][b]"Rest assured that the prince will receive my full report of this lack of respect shown to his childhood friend. You'll be hanging by the gallows at the end of the week. "[/b][/color] 

The nobleman's eyes narrowed. How dared they team up on him. Then again. He was a proud, strong and handsome man. They had to band together with their foul appearance and schemes to have a chance no doubt.

Then Sya had spoken to him, he felt uneasy as he beheld the unnatural abomination. But even more so, he had no idea what she were saying. Causing the man to squint and tilt his head slightly.

[color=f49ac2][b]"What in Aelios name is this creature even saying? Shut your twin-tongued mouth! La la la! I am not listening!"[/b][/color] Ayel reached up and tried to put his fingers into his ears. 

[color=f49ac2][b]"You are an abomination! A monster! It's a sin for you to even exist! Just you wait, King Auric will drive you all away back to the cave you came from!"[/b][/color] He removed his fingers from his ears, still looking agitated, breathing heavily. Being upset was way too taxing on his noble mind. He was made for refined things after all, not speaking with these...animals.

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