[b][i]"We accept. The Burning Wings will remain in this place and perform the tasks related to your defense, so long as we have purpose and are not mistreated."[/i][/b] He honestly didn't feel these beings needed someone like him to defend themselves, but how was he to know for sure? Perhaps their magics were more defensive and supplementary, rather than offensive. [b][i]"Just tell us what to do and we shall comply."[/i][/b] He then looked at the two newcomers, one of whom was being more disrespectful than Talon had been on HIS arrival. [b][i]"Shall I start by escorting this one off of the premises, Sir?"[/i][/b] asked the Exalt as he rested his palm on the pommel of his weapon.

Skallagrim turned and moved to sit again on the basalt throne,[b] “You shall reside in the Halls of the Brave where you will live forever.”[/b]

Once settled he turned his attention to the two humans in the Nexus, an odd pairing perhaps their individual gods had some plan for them. Concentrating he swept away the various realities where the two characters killed each other, and there were a great number of them, he finally examined the possibilities that one or the other was to survive their encounter. Sadly, those realities also led to ruin because neither of them amounted to much more than trouble makers. 

Then he found it, a single weave where a minute set of realities existed where both lived and grew both as people and warriors, taking their responsibilities seriously. Delving deeper, Skallagrim found that they would indeed find the Omnicron and promptly lose it because of their divergent personalities. However in all possible universe where this occurred positive outcomes were gained. 

[b]“Burning Wings…before you make yourself home in the Great Hall, please escort these two towards the Sortiarius gateway…it is possible they may play a part in the unfolding war before us.”[/b]