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It took a bit before Yujin opened the door and once he did Richard stared at him. He felt a bit embarrassed for his reaction and how this whole day went, but truth be told, he didn't think his birthday was a joyful occasion. He was simply feeling guilty for growing older when his siblings didn't. Yujin told Richard that he'd get some food for the cats and for Richard too. Right, he hadn't eaten a single bite today, but he didn't feel like it anyway and wasn't hungry. Yujin fied Richards hair as …

Yujin clearly was hurt by Richards reaction, he saw it in his eyes and his demeanor. Richard was sorry and terrible to be around. He'd had these mood swing when they first met too, but he expressed his discomfort differently, mainly searching for a fight for no good reason. Now it was even harder on him, knowing that his brother had been alive all this time, but alone with everything for over a year. Nayantai and Richard pretty much abandoned him in Adrestia with all these vultures trying to get…

What Yujin said to try and make Richard feel better wasn't really the point. Richard didn't hurt his siblings and yet two of them died and Dayan... well he seemed like he did fine now, but he'd been hurt as well and was now with a man that was definitely not his friend, because Richard and Nayantai just left him behind. Richards father likewise had been hurt, greatly so and would not speak to Richard anymore it seemed. he wondered if that letter arrived, but he was certain he wouldn't get a resp…

"Randomly.", Azrael answered rather shortly. He didn't even know what to say about it. Sometimes there was a sting, a feeling as if someone pulled on him where the scar was, but that was about it. He was used to it, it was nothing new and he learnt to ignore most aches, lest he'd not make it far out here. Azrael continued washing his clothes, eventually hanging them to dry as well and washing the rest of his body as well. Ignatius left to go sit by the fire. The creek was their best option, sett…

If their mother lived on the ship it seemed they would be equipped to live in these temperatures. That was one worry off his back and yet he was still afraid he'd hurt them somehow. He knew it wasn't logical, they'd be fine here, having food and shelter. Apparently even Shuren was alright with it all, which Richard didn't think he would be. He also didn't think he cared much about how Richard felt, or at least not to that extent. One of the little one was put closer, touching Richards face with …

Ignatius washed his clothes as well and hung them up to dry, only to then come back. Azrael felt his gaze linger on him and he wondered what he was staring at. His skin was unnaturally pale, he knew that. He was called a demon for it, but there had been others who thought of it as a sign that he wasn't actually used to hard labor. Usually he explained it away by claiming he was mostly awake at night, when demons actually roam and never saw much of the sun, but the truth was that his skin just di…

Richard wasn't prepared for a present, but at least it wasn't a party, he couldn't have handled that at all. What Yujin blabbered about hardly made sense to him before seeing what he came up with, so he patiently waited while the prince almost seemed like he wanted to drag it out. Was he so unsure about it? It somehow worried Richard, what could be something he'd reject at this point? The thick clothing Yujin wore was a bit suspect and he was right to assume that whatever the present was, was hi…

Ignatius got the hint and didn't bother Azrael much. He preferred to be alone and usually took jobs he could complete on his own, or didn't need much interaction. As soon as there was more than only one other person, at least they could talk amongst themselves, while Azrael just went on ahead, or trudged after them and went to bed early to avoid any campfire chatter. With Ignatius having no one else to talk to, all of this fell to the hunter. He wasn't sure if he himself was just too stubborn an…

Azrael didn't say anything when Ignatius came out and helped himself to some food as well. He didn't feel like conversing with him at all, he just wanted to leave as soon as Ignatius was done with his breakfast. Assuming he wouldn't eat more than what Azrael left of the first rabbit, Azrael started to pack up the rest with what he had. They could eat that for lunch later, or whenever they were hungry, as well as some of the vegetables. He put it in the pot so it wouldn't get too dirty, that was …

Azrael was done for the night and he lay down himself on the bed furtest away from Ignatius. It took him a bit to fall asleep and his night was a shirt one, which wasn't uncommon for him. Whether it was the fires in the monastery or the talk about his past, he dreamt of that night and therefor woke up early. The sun only started to rise when he left the bed. He decided to check on the traps, which yielded some good results. He made a fire outside, because he didn't trust the chimney and started …

"Neither of us will starve after only one day without food. I set traps outside, we'll have something by morning we can grill over a fire.", Azrael sighed somewhat annoyed. "Look, I know this is all new to you, but that's even more reason to trust in my judgement. I've survived out here until now, haven't I?" Ignatius was overestimating himself again. Azrael knew what to expect from his own body and he knew how to decide priorities out here. Over all these years he new his limits and capabilitie…

"You shouldn't overuse your magic for things like that... what about your own wounds?", Azrael asked with a short sigh. Ignatius meant well and he was weird. On one hand he was arrogant and self serving and on the other he seemed to love to be the martyr he was raised to be. However there wouldn't be any saving the world if he didn't even make it to his destination. Food was somewhat important, but they'd have something filling by tomorrow, Azrael was sure of that. They needed water more so. "We…

When Azrael came back Ignatius was still on his feet and not only that, next to him on the kitchen table was food. "Where did you find that?", he asked confused, but for now placed the berries on the table as well. Ignatius didn't expect a cooked meal, did he? The woods were quite thick here, but first of all, Azrael wasn't sure if this huts chimney was in tact at all and second, he didn't want smoke alert anyone to their location. They couldn't be too far off the burning monastery and the vampi…

Azrael let Ignatius through who put his hand on the wall and sure enough it opened up. It seemed like they were in there a whole day, a whole day without food or water. As they stepped out the door closed behind them. "It doesn't look anyone had been here in a while.", he pointed out, there were dusty surfaces everywhere, undisturbed. "Let me look around a bit, you can wait here." Azrael wandered off to check out the rooms. There was one with a few beds in it, a bigger one with a fireplace and o…

"Well I guess you could also bring it back to your people.", Azrael suggested, but he didn't care much. Ignatius didn't care much about it either it seemed. Would he suggest the same if he found a holy lance or something of that sort? This box didn't look very holy, more decadent if anything. This topic was over too and Ignatius already tugged the box under his arm to carry it with them. It was all they had right now. "Mhm... hopefully this path leads out and not to more trials and riddles...", …

Azrael was still not sure if he could believe in Ignatius salvation thing. There was no way to verify that what he said was true, maybe at the end nothing at all would happen. Even if it did, it seemed like previous saints didn't do a good job at saving the world looking at it right now. They would never agree on this however and Azrael was too tired to fight over it, in fact he already talked more than enough today. He rather looked at the ominous box that was revealed to them. "Are you sure ab…

Did Ignatius really not believe in all of this himself after only setting foot in the real world a few days ago? Azrael didn't want to argue, there was no point in making Ignatius question his believes anyway and he probably wouldn't just back down easily too. "I'm just trying to survive.", he replied. He didn't think much about his life or it's value. He didn't aim to die, but picked a questionable profession. It was something he could do alone, away from others, on the move always and he knew …

"It would help if the churches wouldn't denounce us all...", Azrael sighed. It was too hard a topic probably, they'd just fight over it so Azrael stopped there. "It means I have nothing to lose.", Azrael disagreed. Even cities weren't save of being destroyed at any point, church or not. It was much easier to just stay where it was save more or less. He had a home and a family and he lost it. Since then he didn't settle anywhere and he preferred it that way. Ignatius knew nothing else but being s…

"I guess so, still... shouldn't you protect the people, the commonfolk? Paladins like your father too? It is us hunters more often than not to actually do that, you know..." Sure they also took payment, but only so they could survive themselves. Well, some were crooks also, it was unfair to throw all priests into the same hat but say all hunters were honest, they were most certainly not. When he was asked if there was a place he called home, or felt save in Azrael answered awfully quickly. "No."…

"It doesn't make sense to me that you people don't even attempt to understand what is going on around you..." Not Ignatius specifically, he now asked about those things, but how would anyone make the right decisions when they didn't know anything? "I was all by myself, I had nothing much I could do but hunt some rabbits. I was lucky if I found any work on a field or a farm." Meanwhile Ignatius lived in luxury, paid for by the people that were told the only way to protect themselves was to offer …