Askaheim's Fate-To-Be

The Demon merely acknowledged her words with a nod, before its gaze was settled towards Lucilius. It seems that the youth had something to tell to her, so with that, the Insectoid has fallen silent.

Could be something important, too.
(Murmux)

-- Missing, something was missing.

Glancing through these streets there came a sudden pause as something, someone had seemed to no longer be standing alongside those who roamed through Eidolon. Idle hands, pushing outwards to wrap around his spear finding it impossible to linger any longer. Without another word, without another thought his simple question was allowed to spill outwards.

"Where... Is our fish? Where... Is Nerissa?" Lucilius spoke with a gentle tilt of his head coming to quickly follow such. Gaze shifting between both Stella and Murmux all the very same as if expecting one or the other to know. Yet another of their own, yet another of their own having simply vanished didn't quite seem feasible all things considered.

"I have not seen our enchantress for... Sometime."

Too long.
(Lucilius)

Ah, the topic of Nerissa.

Honestly, now that the Demon thought of it, there was quite a large confusion forming in Murmux's head. Why did she persist in actually communicating with the likes of Durara? Why did she actually keep travelling to Askaheim, or had gotten involved in rather... unpleasant companies? Perhaps it was to spy, to gather intelligence, or sway and influence them - or the fish simply wasn't that smart, which seemed like the case with most Sirenians for the Demon.

Although, that was one of the thoughts on the matter and Demon knew not much, it decided to add its own part to such conversation.

"Ah- yes- Nerissa."

"Last I've seen her- she was around here- and then going back and forth- between Eidolon and Askaheim. I believe that- she tries to influence- this idiot Durara… that pathetic Sirenian- who has nothing for his brains."

"I want- to devour- to kill- him."

"But regardless- it appears- she's mostly- travelling."
(Murmux)


"Hm? Last time I saw her...she'd been summoned by a few of Gaiar's men. That was-" She idly counts on her fingertips, humming to herself. "Far too long ago. Normally she'd have checked in by now, asked for enchantments, and made a few of our guests uncomfortable with her lack of modesty."

Lucilius had a point. "Her missing is no need to raise any alarms, but- keep a eye and ear out for her, and I'll...speak with Tinkerer. I doubt he did anything nefarious, and if he did--

Well, he isn't the type to lie about his misdeeds. It's why I respect him."

Rolling her eyes, she takes in Murmux's commentary. "Durara, and Kaltiv. These are the two members of the Atl I foresee hindering any long term alliances with the said tribe.

If they were dead, or if Nerissa manages to lure them to our side- using her breasts to manipulate his lack of wit.

Then things would go much more swimmingly."
(Stella Cruor)

While manipulation was certainly one of the things that the Demon wished to dabble in, the fact that any interaction with such disgusting people would even be required was already putting Demon off from this. There was at least basic requirement of how one's personality functions if it were to consider communicating with others, and people like Durara have not matched that.

If anything, there was only a desire to kill them, and nothing else. Their obnoxious nature and their hinderance to Eidolon's plans only aided that.

"Yes- although I am heavily leaning on option- of simply killing them."

"They are- rabid dogs- that do not deserve to live. As I am nearing- the peak of my strength- I would go after them- and hunt them down- to eat them up alive."

"They- disgust... me."
(Murmux)

-- Such a collection of fools, why did she persist on visiting noise?

Pursing his lips against one another he spoke not a single word as both figures standing before him were allowed to speak their minds. Doubts, such was something so clearly lingering in his mind as one could only wonder why she continued to return to such lands. Their destruction was something guaranteed in time, Askaheim would fall leaving only ruin where it once stood.

"... It is best to speak to Tinkerer. We could even go now if needed, I wish to discuss why she continues to idle with... To stand with noise above everything else." The slightest amount of agitation prominent in his tone as forcibly a hand would have to push outwards, resting against those familiar fluffy earmuffs all the very same.

"Whatever the case. Durara… Askaheim… Any who stood with them? Will obviously perish."

That much had already been decided.
(Lucilius)

"Sure, all of you will travel over to Gaiar! I'll hold things down here."

Her legs cross, a peace-sign being thrown up to the collective group before her.
(Dawn)

"Yes- krekhekhekhe--"

Its gaze was directed towards Lucilius, somewhat more sympathethic with the ways of a young man. To simply annihilate them all? That's the method that Demon currently liked, at least when applying towards these Vikings. Mere thought of actually attempting any diplomacy with them was already disgusting the Demon to its very core.

"We shall roam- once the war with Zheng- is over."

"By that time- I shall be much stronger- than I was before. And I will be able- to slaughter- their mightiest magi."

"And you- Lucilius- will aid me with that. Krekhekhekhe…"
(Murmux)