Redthorn Anvil

Exodus

This has never happened before. Something new! A fresh idea! My goodness, I'm starting to sound like Sheo, excuse me
Ahem, I'm not totally opposed to the idea, it'll be quite fascinating to see who Order picks next XD
Then maybe Seph can do some real good for once hah
[Change is coming. Everything changes! Even Daedric Princes. Especially Daedric Princes. Daedra are the embodiment of change, change and permanency! I'm no different, except in the ways that I am!]

Nᴏᴛ A Dɪsᴀsᴛᴇʀ

"If you mix them up, then you won't know whose is who's," Sparhawk shrugged.
"If that happens, you might accidentally use my money, and then you'd have to pay me back. You don't want to owe people favors. That's what Old Man Dal says. He says it's good to have people owe you favors, but bad to owe people favors. We can go see him later today. If we go later in the day and work until it's dark, he might let us eat dinner, too."

Exodus

"Luckily for you, his Highness is more forgiving than I am. You worry too much. We'll go inform him what has happened and then we will go from there. Simple."
T'vor rubbed his jaw.
"The main issue here is that we cannot rely on his Highness to govern both parties forever. That is an unfair expectation. Along with that, our laws prohibit anyone but those who wield Order and Chaos to rule. So unless Order chooses to abandon the princess in favor of someone else, which I have never heard of happening before, she is the only one Angel who can rule. Short of killing her, she is our only option at this point. That is why we need her back."

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Seph gestured to the shorter Demon, Damien, who had just arrived and was feeding the dragons cookies. "He was carrying the eggs in his pocket. He thought they were river stones, and had wanted to bring a piece of Genesis her with him. He'd given to me, but then they hatched. Now we have dragons. I'm thankful that not all of them died, but when they get bigger... it will be very difficult to hide them from these humans."

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Chrissa's expression lit up.
"Oh, could you? Could you really? Ahh, how exciting!!" She started giggling in delight like a little girl.
"Um, do be careful though, won't you? I really don't trust these humans, and... Well, I'd hate it if something bad happened out there," she admitted.

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"Woah, buddy, just relax for a bit." Ariadel hopped over to Asmod, laying a hand on his forhead for a temperature check.
"Bad dream, huh? Did you at least find out why you don't own any shirts?"

Exodus

@SashaWindrider Seph is the one watching the dragons right now, not T'vor XD

Nᴏᴛ A Dɪsᴀsᴛᴇʀ

"No, sister, you need to keep yours seperate from mine. Ours could get mixed up. Hmm... Oh, here," Sparhawk said, rummaging around again. He found another tin, dumped out its contents, then handed it to her.
"Keep your money in there, and then hide it somewhere so no one else can find it."

Exodus

"Mm, that would be rather... unfortunate. For me, anyway," Seph replied.
"As to where I got the dragons from, they were brought here with us, and I didn't 'get them', as you put it. Dragons aren't pets for a person to own, you know. If it's at all possible, they're probably even more sentient than we are. Intelligent far beyond what you'd expect, even for hatchlings. Already they're far wiser than you or I, and they'll only grow more so as time passes. Apparently, these humans have records of dragons so ancient, the humans of today don't even believe in the existence of the creatures. It would seem that dragons have visited this planet before. I find that curious."

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Chrissa's face lit up.
"I'd like to get a pet someday. Especially a cute fluffy one, like what you described. Aww, it sounds so cute!"
She made a little hop in the middle of her stride.
"Imagine cuddling a small furry animal. So precious!!"

Exodus

T'vor shook his head.
"I really doubt that her presence here would have caused an uprising. Perhaps you haven't been keeping tabs on the Angels but they were not overly fond of her themselves. True, the idea of being ruled over by a Demon must not be particularly favorable, but I think *that* would be more likely to cause a riot than the removal of your princess, and it has not. Next time you want to make any decisions, I suggest you speak to me first."
He frowned.
"As for changing her mind, we can't do anything now until his Majesty has been informed of what has taken place here."

Exodus

"The name, I know. It was the face that I didn't. Have a seat, Je'Nai, I won't rip your head off. That's my General's area of expertise. I must apologize for him, too. I imagine he must have given you a rough time of it. He's that way to just about everyone, really. Whatever he told you, don't take it personally. My word of advice."
Seph donned a wry look.
"More likely than not, we'll be spending a considerable amount of time together. Be it known to you that you are sworn to secrecy about anything you overhear in my service. I can't have all my secrets floating around, you know."

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Chrissa shook her head.
"Oh no, this is fine. I walk around a lot during the day anyway, serving and clearing plates, cooking--why, I'm almost always on my feet, really."
She grew curious.
"So then, what are humans really like?"

Exodus

Training with dragons essentially amounted to sitting around, watching as the dragons attempted to fly. They were growing quickly. Seph was sitting on the edge of a large rock, his feet dangling casually and his wing draped behind him. His feathers ruffled as he sensed that someone was approaching. He tilted his head to look. A woman was standing there.
"What do you need?"

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Chrissa grinned brightly. "At least I'll have one customer!"
She laughed.
"Where are going?"

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"Oh hush, you," Ariadel told the bird, wincing at Asmod's current position. With a heave, she managed to push his legs onto the cot.
"That'll have to do for now."

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T'vor frowned.
"That may not have been the best decision. His Majesty had every intention of fulfilling his promise to help her learn, and you've effectively counteracted his wishes by sending her away. But more than that, if she decides to hold a grudge, she could cause serious damage to us and the safety of this colony. It would have been far safer to keep her here. We should bring her back here."

Exodus

"Um, to be honest, I have no idea. I've never drunk this stuff before, I just prescribe it," Ariadel laughed.
"All the demons I give it to never end up complaining about the taste, though, so there's a pretty good chance that it's not too awful."
She went into the lab portion of the tent, coming again a few minutes later with a small disposable cup of what looked like cough syrup. It was purple.
"Down the hatch! If it doesn't work, at least I can guarantee you a fantastic nap."

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It was then that a realization came to T'vor.
"After your men took the princess, what did you do with her?"

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Seph wasn't difficult to find, of course. One had only to scan the mass of tents to find the pavilion at which he stayed. Granted, he didn't stay in there all day, but the two demonic guards that stood outside the entrance would be sure to know where the man was at any given time.
"If you're looking for his Majesty, he's not here." One of the guards informed Je'Nai.
"More than likely,he is at the training grounds with the dragons. That way," he added, pointing off towards the treeline.

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Chrissa half-strode, half-jogged to keep up with the tall demon's long legs, but she didn't mind it.
"So then, you were gone for a long time. Must have been pretty lonely," she observed.
"I hope maybe once things start settling down for us, I can open another flower shop."
She sighed wistfully. "It's not practical, I know--that's why I'm cooking now. It's really the only other thing I'm any good at." She giggled.
"Miss Anuriel wants to promote me, I think she wants me to take over for her someday. D'you think I could manage being a full-time cook and florist?" She laughed at the thought.