Deimos
Unaware his position as a fatherly figure was bizarre (the Sword had already once raised Kiada), he presumed it as a natural order of things - planned, granted, blessed. Erebos continued to stare, but was a regular absorber of information – be that words, sounds, or facial expressions. He opted to try and copy Alys’s scrunched face in return, and he’d certainly seen his parents wrinkle their noses enough times to strive on imitating the gesture. Deimos snorted in response, tucking the lad closer as they talked.
Alys, no matter where she’d been, clearly hadn’t been able to avoid the broadcasts either, and it made him wonder just how far the Family’s power could spread. Through all of Caido – without boundaries? Without limitations? A question likely no one could answer – or perhaps one he didn’t want to hear the response to. Instead, his eyes drifted upwards, lost in thought, picturing and cycling back to what they’d utilized and strived. “Seren had an orb we could use our abilities and magic on. Most things seemed to hit normally, but ice and earth had no effect. Air and gravity, however, seemed to do far more damage.” Pausing, his head tilted, and then Erebos did the same. "You are aware of the Greenwood, Oerwoud, and Feverlands being overrun by them?"
Alys, no matter where she’d been, clearly hadn’t been able to avoid the broadcasts either, and it made him wonder just how far the Family’s power could spread. Through all of Caido – without boundaries? Without limitations? A question likely no one could answer – or perhaps one he didn’t want to hear the response to. Instead, his eyes drifted upwards, lost in thought, picturing and cycling back to what they’d utilized and strived. “Seren had an orb we could use our abilities and magic on. Most things seemed to hit normally, but ice and earth had no effect. Air and gravity, however, seemed to do far more damage.” Pausing, his head tilted, and then Erebos did the same. "You are aware of the Greenwood, Oerwoud, and Feverlands being overrun by them?"
forget stardust - you are iron
And what is iron really - unless it's forged?
And what is iron really - unless it's forged?
