The presented gift

SASCHA

The chick squeaked a bit where it securely rested upon Sascha's shoulder looking in ironic standards; Oh so dangerous with its yellow fluff. Deimos was right in his thinking that a chicken wouldn't be much of a battle aid but there was other useful qualities with being able to summon a small pet. Even though it was mostly emotional company during stressful times, haha. He could summon smaller creatures like cats, birds, puppies and such but the fluffy little chick gave him most joy for the moment with it squeaking and treating him like a mother bird.

As they walked Sascha did of course pet the chick who in turn stretched out its small neck to make Sascha reach the good spot easier while starting to quo cutely. Ohh the joy of animals ~ As the last name reached him of this Loren he furrowed his brow slightly since it indeed sounded familiar. After a few seconds he carefully said; "Wait isn't that the last name of Zariah?" Was they related? Did he even remember the name correctly? As Deimos continued on with saying this Loren could summon bigger animals Sascha looked pleasantly chocked. "Like.. elephants?" He said not even knowing if there existed elephants in Caido.

sanctify yourself

and you will

sanctify society

DEIMOS And in your darkest hour, I hold secrets flame At least Sascha was apt to follow ties and lines of others – enough to recognize the name and stature from previous seasons and years. “They are related. But certainly different from one another.” Loren had lacked the Merciless’ tyrannical tendencies, been capable of assisting others where Zariah had instigated arrests, hatred, vehemence, and rebellions. He was also far more likable, which was a difficult designation to pierce through the Sword’s perceptions – but there it was, curling and coiling in his mind. Sascha wouldn’t have to fear Loren, like he might Zariah, and the other man would likely be far more willing to cultivate, teach, instruct, and help summoning abilities. The subject switched to exactly that while they walked, closer and closer to the building. “I have seen him summon bears. And a kitsune.” Likely other things could billow and fan from mastered capabilities, from honing one’s skill. Sascha should be able to learn from all sorts of fellow mages, grow, and expand his prowess, potential, and adeptness; more and more to help the world he’d found himself within. master of nothing place; of recoil and grace