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[Character progress post] “I see your face in evr’y place that I’ll be going – I read your words like black, hungry birds read evr’y song.” ‘Zaelyn Arvellon's wings tucked close once again, her narrowed eyes flickering across the table. “You have Fae within your very own court as well, Queen Sybille,” she spoke, flashing a smile as she left.’ The man that stood behind their group shrunk, ill-hidden shame lingering upon his face as the Druid envoys shuffled out. He offered no reply to those who spoke to him, mind in some other realm as John oft did – but a deep fear had ingrained itself within him, taking hold like the great roots of the neem tree. When responsibilities were few and his years still young, he spent day and night on that accursed island, alone in his woe. But in truth, many things dwelled within the Watcher’s Roost; and it’d been only a matter of time til’ he’d find himself sharing his own mind with one of the pests. In truth, it was an annoyance at worst and benign at best, but for a god fearing man, such a creature was the same as Iblees itself. It followed him whichever way he went, making a fool of the Baron at … inopportune times. Many a crude experiment, many a nights of pleading, John learned to live with the incumbent Fae as it lived with him. At times, it prevented an early death, still unbeknownst to him – the sycophant had to keep a close eye on the man’s damned liver with how often he drank. “You have fae within your very court.” John’s vision swam and his heartbeat shuddered. Like when the host and inhabitant had been threatened with that detestable steel, Azhl, a sense of fight-or-flight overtook them; it wasn’t long before the Baron was seabound, headed for the Watcher’s Roost once again with the Princeling’s words ringing in his mind. ‘Why don’t we burn the forest?’. He’d become peculiarly attached to that place over the decades – and the pest it introduced him to, in a bittersweet sense. Little had he known his own off-handed reminder of its existence to the other Duana, that its future now laid in murky waters.
