Spyro's Kingdom
- Location
- Pittsburgh PA
- Pronouns
- He/Him
[X] Talk with Zephyr (Flare and Nefaris will back you up on convincing him)
- Location
- USA
[X] Go to the Avis Estate and seek out Gale.
- Pronouns
- Male
Okay i LOVED that bit with the hobit hole at the begining, and spyro's denial was CUTE.
[X] Go to the Avis Estate and seek out Gale.
[X] Go to the Avis Estate and seek out Gale.
[X] Go to the Avis Estate and seek out Gale.
[X] Go to the Avis Estate and seek out Gale.
Canon: Zephyr Does a Think
New
[Omake: Zephyr Does a Think]
Zephyr hummed to himself, flying through the air above Warfang and beyond. The wind sang as he cut through it, the wonder of flight accompanying him as he thought back on the conversation he'd had not even 10 minutes ago.
For starters, and most importantly, Cynder had said the chase was great! Oh that was a good memory to have, the greatest flight of his life and it was a good memory for her too! Oh that was going to be fun to tell Flare and Nef. But back to the bori-no not boring anymore he supposed, the new perspective definitely put a new light on things.
It was definitely a lot, the example Spyro had given, an interesting dragon, he knew how to explain things in a way that kept attention that was for sure. But yes, the example, if what all he said was true, and he doubted it wasn't, then maybe he'd been a bit wrong about what Avis wanted from all their hints?
He was still wary of course, but Spyro gave it to him straight, Avis wanted a cooperative arrangement there, not a dominating one. It was surprising, but also kinda…not? His mentor had always been a bit more lax than the average, maybe it was just a wind dragon thing? Huh, that might be the case, in which he might actually have to give this more thought, of course he'd have to talk this over with Flare and Nef, they always tended to catch the sneakier details in stuff better.
…Wait a minute, wouldn't he be able to help out more in that case? His brother had always done more when they were younger. While his flying definitely caught eyes and probably made it easier for some people to find the two of them, some of which he knew Flare made deals with, it wasn't anything concrete.
Maybe, maybe this was a chance to, not pay it back, the two were too close for there to be any debt between them, Nef too, but a gift? Gifts were nice, maybe he'd be able to get something nice for those two, more than just something, multiple something's, stuff to make life easier and more enjoyable than living closer to the bottom of the barrel bottom than was comfortable.
Yeah, that could work, assuming he took the deal at least, he'd still have to think on that, but it was definitely looking a bit more appealing now.
Zephyr hummed to himself, flying through the air above Warfang and beyond. The wind sang as he cut through it, the wonder of flight accompanying him as he thought back on the conversation he'd had not even 10 minutes ago.
For starters, and most importantly, Cynder had said the chase was great! Oh that was a good memory to have, the greatest flight of his life and it was a good memory for her too! Oh that was going to be fun to tell Flare and Nef. But back to the bori-no not boring anymore he supposed, the new perspective definitely put a new light on things.
It was definitely a lot, the example Spyro had given, an interesting dragon, he knew how to explain things in a way that kept attention that was for sure. But yes, the example, if what all he said was true, and he doubted it wasn't, then maybe he'd been a bit wrong about what Avis wanted from all their hints?
He was still wary of course, but Spyro gave it to him straight, Avis wanted a cooperative arrangement there, not a dominating one. It was surprising, but also kinda…not? His mentor had always been a bit more lax than the average, maybe it was just a wind dragon thing? Huh, that might be the case, in which he might actually have to give this more thought, of course he'd have to talk this over with Flare and Nef, they always tended to catch the sneakier details in stuff better.
…Wait a minute, wouldn't he be able to help out more in that case? His brother had always done more when they were younger. While his flying definitely caught eyes and probably made it easier for some people to find the two of them, some of which he knew Flare made deals with, it wasn't anything concrete.
Maybe, maybe this was a chance to, not pay it back, the two were too close for there to be any debt between them, Nef too, but a gift? Gifts were nice, maybe he'd be able to get something nice for those two, more than just something, multiple something's, stuff to make life easier and more enjoyable than living closer to the bottom of the barrel bottom than was comfortable.
Yeah, that could work, assuming he took the deal at least, he'd still have to think on that, but it was definitely looking a bit more appealing now.
- Location
- Malaysia
[X] Go to the Avis Estate and seek out Gale.
If Spyro does create new elements will new dragon types eventual appear to wield those elements.
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Nianque
Verified Dragon
Yes. It will take time to happen though outside of a few special exceptions.
Canon: Chlly Discussions
New
- Pronouns
- Exist
[Omake: Chilly Discussions]
Purina sighed as she dug into the last of her meal. Her stomach was still demanding more, but compared to the last few days underground... This was practically a feast! She knew that intellectually... But it was still hard. Especially since she had been tapped to pull water for the city today. It was... Effort in a way she was unused to.
But it was also so much better than down in the tunnels. During the last few days, there had been debates among the House and those of Ice and Water who might have to pull water, how much... And how long it would be sustainable. Those had not been happy conversations.
But now... Things weren't great, but they rising with the thermals.
The topic of conversation was also far lighter lately. That was good.
"I must say, cousin," Flurris said, "It is quite remarkable what you were able to do with the young king in the short time you had to work with. He managed to acquit himself quite well for his first time."
"May I ask what the discussions entailed?" Cyril asked with a tentative smile.
"He was quite insistent that all the houses be represented and that the Darker Elemental Dragons receive our support. And not merely a tacit non-disagreement either. Though with how he was also unbending on accepting Cynder's crimes were due to Malefor than herself... Perhaps not so surprising. He had to give up things he was looking for for that I think," the Representative of their House mused, her gaze turning back to earlier in the day.
"I have met Cynder both before and after Spyro purged the corruption from her, and I can tell you true, the blame belongs not on that girl," Great-Uncle Cyril replied.
"I see... It rather is a shame that he's so set on her, though perhaps... If anyone were to be able to take two mates it would be a Purple," one of Purina's Aunts said while giving Purina herself a more than casual glance. Purina herself most certainly did not flush red at the attention or the implication.
"Do not," Great-Uncle Cyril growled. "The boy is too young for such things."
"16 is not too young to be thinking of mating."
"But 13 is," the Gaurdian of Ice replied, the temperature sliding down slightly. "Until he arrived at Warfang, he and Cynder both had been encased in Crystal, asleep. How he managed to do so, and how his body grew during that time I do not know, but he missed 3 years of his life. Do not place him upon a normal timescale. Besides, he has yet to grieve."
No one said anything for a moment, their minds recalling the Dragon of Fire that had flown off with the two Saviors of the World and not returned.
"I will keep such things in mind," the chastised Ice dragon replied.
"See you do," as the temperature began to rise as warm air began to circulate again.
"He did notice that our demands on that front were easily acceptable," Flurris continued. "Requiring that one in three Guardians be of Noble decent is nothing." Purina had to agree. Most of the time it was notable if one of the Pillars was of Common Descent. "And accepting one of House Novis as an advisor simply saves everyone time. We have all seen how you all have been running yourselves ragged. He was quite reluctant to hand over the duties of the Houses specialties over to them... Nor did he wish to settle the matter of education in Warfang. Though... That seemed to be a matter of our wording I think. He seemed considering until the word 'only' was used. That seemed to be the sticking point as he was willing to let House Farad do what they will." Oh... Purina silently started to calculate how far they were from Farad's current residences, decided it was too close and began to mentally review how to make and reinforce ice walls. "He recognized our claim to the Freezer, and was even willing to speak on Avis's behalf to that Wind Dragon they've been courting."
Flurris sighed, her head turning away for a moment. "Really, I'm a bit surprised that he didn't agree to some of our other gift terms. The Officers in the war against... Well, they were all of the Nobility for a reason. But I suppose it was that 'only' word again. And I was quite surprised at how vehement he was that Warfang be a city for all the species in its walls."
Purina heard Cyril gasp in a manner like a dying fish. "Cousin... What did you ask him to do?"
Everyone seemed to be openly staring at the moment, but Auntie was tactful in her response. "At some point it was brought up that as a city founded for dragonkind, it was only reasonable to acknowledge it as such. But his response was so visceral... And none could understand why."
"Who." A blizzard hissed from Great-Uncle's maw.
Auntie Flurris tossed a small glance about the room before saying, "I seem to have difficulty recalling." Not here.
"Then I pray that whomever gave such an insult to a man he or she just met recognizes their error and gives proper contrition."
Father was giving her a glance. Ah. This. "What Insult?" she asked, interjecting into the conversation for the first time. A slight breach of etiquette, but she had the excuse of youth enough to ask, when it seemed that there was quite a crucial piece of information they had missed about their new King.
Great-Uncle Cyril stared her down, then his eyes glanced to the rest of the House before he composed himself. "You are aware of the Dragonfly who has been at his side constantly since his return?"
"The yellow one who you and the other Guardians allowed to stay with you when we were in the tunnels beneath the city?" she confirmed. "I am aware, but didn't put much thought into him."
"He is Spyro's brother," Great-Uncle Cyril stated. "The blood-son of the two Dragonflies that took Spyro in as a babe and raised him as their own." His gaze turned to Flurris, hard and sharp and fragile. "On the day you met him... One of the Houses demanded that their new Monarch decry the Clan and Kin who took him in when he had nothing. And at best, the rest of you sat back and watched it happen! What Injury had he dealt that merited such?! Had I thought any of you capable of that kind of casual cruelty I would have ensured that he know what the limits of his 'acceptable' responses could be."
Acceptable responses? Oh... Oh no.
"Cyril!"
"My Position Demands it of me!" he snarled right back. "As does my friendship with Ignitus. That boy looked to him first of all of us, and before we even have had a funeral, I find out that there are those willing to take advantage of his lack of knowledge! The knowledge that only I could have given him. I CANNOT, WILL NOT allow it to happen again!"
"I have erred," Flurris said with head bowed.
Great-Uncle stood there, chest heaving for a long moment. "It is not me who deserves the first apology."
"No... It is not."
Purina sighed as she dug into the last of her meal. Her stomach was still demanding more, but compared to the last few days underground... This was practically a feast! She knew that intellectually... But it was still hard. Especially since she had been tapped to pull water for the city today. It was... Effort in a way she was unused to.
But it was also so much better than down in the tunnels. During the last few days, there had been debates among the House and those of Ice and Water who might have to pull water, how much... And how long it would be sustainable. Those had not been happy conversations.
But now... Things weren't great, but they rising with the thermals.
The topic of conversation was also far lighter lately. That was good.
"I must say, cousin," Flurris said, "It is quite remarkable what you were able to do with the young king in the short time you had to work with. He managed to acquit himself quite well for his first time."
"May I ask what the discussions entailed?" Cyril asked with a tentative smile.
"He was quite insistent that all the houses be represented and that the Darker Elemental Dragons receive our support. And not merely a tacit non-disagreement either. Though with how he was also unbending on accepting Cynder's crimes were due to Malefor than herself... Perhaps not so surprising. He had to give up things he was looking for for that I think," the Representative of their House mused, her gaze turning back to earlier in the day.
"I have met Cynder both before and after Spyro purged the corruption from her, and I can tell you true, the blame belongs not on that girl," Great-Uncle Cyril replied.
"I see... It rather is a shame that he's so set on her, though perhaps... If anyone were to be able to take two mates it would be a Purple," one of Purina's Aunts said while giving Purina herself a more than casual glance. Purina herself most certainly did not flush red at the attention or the implication.
"Do not," Great-Uncle Cyril growled. "The boy is too young for such things."
"16 is not too young to be thinking of mating."
"But 13 is," the Gaurdian of Ice replied, the temperature sliding down slightly. "Until he arrived at Warfang, he and Cynder both had been encased in Crystal, asleep. How he managed to do so, and how his body grew during that time I do not know, but he missed 3 years of his life. Do not place him upon a normal timescale. Besides, he has yet to grieve."
No one said anything for a moment, their minds recalling the Dragon of Fire that had flown off with the two Saviors of the World and not returned.
"I will keep such things in mind," the chastised Ice dragon replied.
"See you do," as the temperature began to rise as warm air began to circulate again.
"He did notice that our demands on that front were easily acceptable," Flurris continued. "Requiring that one in three Guardians be of Noble decent is nothing." Purina had to agree. Most of the time it was notable if one of the Pillars was of Common Descent. "And accepting one of House Novis as an advisor simply saves everyone time. We have all seen how you all have been running yourselves ragged. He was quite reluctant to hand over the duties of the Houses specialties over to them... Nor did he wish to settle the matter of education in Warfang. Though... That seemed to be a matter of our wording I think. He seemed considering until the word 'only' was used. That seemed to be the sticking point as he was willing to let House Farad do what they will." Oh... Purina silently started to calculate how far they were from Farad's current residences, decided it was too close and began to mentally review how to make and reinforce ice walls. "He recognized our claim to the Freezer, and was even willing to speak on Avis's behalf to that Wind Dragon they've been courting."
Flurris sighed, her head turning away for a moment. "Really, I'm a bit surprised that he didn't agree to some of our other gift terms. The Officers in the war against... Well, they were all of the Nobility for a reason. But I suppose it was that 'only' word again. And I was quite surprised at how vehement he was that Warfang be a city for all the species in its walls."
Purina heard Cyril gasp in a manner like a dying fish. "Cousin... What did you ask him to do?"
Everyone seemed to be openly staring at the moment, but Auntie was tactful in her response. "At some point it was brought up that as a city founded for dragonkind, it was only reasonable to acknowledge it as such. But his response was so visceral... And none could understand why."
"Who." A blizzard hissed from Great-Uncle's maw.
Auntie Flurris tossed a small glance about the room before saying, "I seem to have difficulty recalling." Not here.
"Then I pray that whomever gave such an insult to a man he or she just met recognizes their error and gives proper contrition."
Father was giving her a glance. Ah. This. "What Insult?" she asked, interjecting into the conversation for the first time. A slight breach of etiquette, but she had the excuse of youth enough to ask, when it seemed that there was quite a crucial piece of information they had missed about their new King.
Great-Uncle Cyril stared her down, then his eyes glanced to the rest of the House before he composed himself. "You are aware of the Dragonfly who has been at his side constantly since his return?"
"The yellow one who you and the other Guardians allowed to stay with you when we were in the tunnels beneath the city?" she confirmed. "I am aware, but didn't put much thought into him."
"He is Spyro's brother," Great-Uncle Cyril stated. "The blood-son of the two Dragonflies that took Spyro in as a babe and raised him as their own." His gaze turned to Flurris, hard and sharp and fragile. "On the day you met him... One of the Houses demanded that their new Monarch decry the Clan and Kin who took him in when he had nothing. And at best, the rest of you sat back and watched it happen! What Injury had he dealt that merited such?! Had I thought any of you capable of that kind of casual cruelty I would have ensured that he know what the limits of his 'acceptable' responses could be."
Acceptable responses? Oh... Oh no.
"Cyril!"
"My Position Demands it of me!" he snarled right back. "As does my friendship with Ignitus. That boy looked to him first of all of us, and before we even have had a funeral, I find out that there are those willing to take advantage of his lack of knowledge! The knowledge that only I could have given him. I CANNOT, WILL NOT allow it to happen again!"
"I have erred," Flurris said with head bowed.
Great-Uncle stood there, chest heaving for a long moment. "It is not me who deserves the first apology."
"No... It is not."
Nianque
Verified Dragon
Love it!
And no, nobody really knows who Sparx is or who raised Spyro. They had no way of knowing just how offensive that demand in particular was.
+5 to an action of your choice (to be used during regular turns)
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Soooo...
How annoyed would House Avir be if they manage to get Zephyr and then Zephyr goes off to become the Wind Guardian?
Nianque
Verified Dragon
Not annoyed at all. If they can get him to pass on his genes? And bring them the prestige of having a Guardian from their House?
House Avis would be very, very happy.
Canon: Shadowy Encounters
New
- Location
- Florida
Omake: Shadowy Encounters
Today had been quite the eventful day for Nefaris, first he had introduced himself and his fellow street-rats to the now King Spyro. Following that talk and the latest attempt by Avis to recruit Zephyr he had looked forward to some rest. Now someone had almost emerged into their hideout from the undercity. This circumstance was a far bit more then concerning then the last, his ability to deter anyone from following the tunnel via his shadow element had met.. resistance before it suddenly retreated. He knew this meant that another Shadow Dragon had tried to push through, drawing his attention lest the hideout be compromised. For their safety he elected to discreetly try and find out who exactly had almost stumbled upon them. He now found himself pushing to the underground through the shadows, fortunately there was only one path this unknown dragon could follow downwards.
Amid the narrowing passageway was a piece of paper seemingly dropped by Nefaris quarry; the page blank on the side that the dragon could discern. Pausing Nefaris could discern no sound further down the pathway and this area was too narrow for there to be anywhere to hide.. for a non-shadow dragon at least. The fact the paper had been left behind indicated that whoever had approached the hideout had gone corporeal once more.. so Nefaris slipped out of the shadows to investigate the scene. Flipping the parchment over revealed a decent scrawling that Nefaris recognized as a map, one that showed some of the nearby layout of the Undercity.
"So theres my kindred.." came a voice that brought Nefaris raising his head in alarm towards the ceiling. Above him and manifesting from shadow behind a cluster of narrow stalactites was another Shadow Dragon. Realizing the scroll had been left as bait Nefaris sighed to himself at being outplayed by one of the oldest tricks, at least consoling himself by examining his fellow Shadow as he dropped from the ceiling in front of him. As Shadow dragons went this one was fairly typical, obsidian black scales coloring his body. What differed was the armor he was wearing, a wrap-around helmet and bracers mounted on his front legs noticeably colored black to blend into the wearers body. The armor the shadow was wearing indicated someone with backing... affiliation with a noble family.
"A House Calas Scout? No wonder you knew that trick, and here I'm used to being the trickster.."
"Guilty as charged, names Dusk.. what's yours?" answered Dusk, sitting onto his rear legs as he took his map back and relaxing as Nefaris seemed to not be inclined towards a fight.
"Nefaris, worked with your House back in..."Nefaris admitted, trailing off as both dragons recognized the subject of the war that took so many lives.
"Don't think we ran into each other before.. sorry. You know.. you almost got me with your trick.. maybe we should swap some advice?"
"Maybe, would certainly be useful to vary up.. Say.. have you ran into the arena looking place yet? Couldn't tell from your map"
"Arena?" questioned Dusk, rolling out his map for both Shadows to examine. Now being able to get a better look at the map Nefaris indicated one of the portions that trailed off into the blank space on the parchment. Dusk tilted his head in a quizzical tilt as Nefaris tapped the space with his claw. He also noted a house-like icon.. presumably where Dusk had set up a camp for himself amid his explorations.
"Yeah, this branch leads into it. I haven't gone further down it but it may be something worth looking into with you scouting down here"
"Heh, that obvious? Well thanks for the tip, oh.. and don't worry I'll mark the path towards you as claimed. Shouldn't have to worry about anyone else coming through here."
"Thanks, so.. you wanted to swap tricks. You got the drop on me so.. what do you have?"
"Well..can cover up an eye with a patch so you have an eye adjusted to darkness if your expecting to move between pretty bright and dark areas. Just move the patch to the other eye and boom.. I also do know a few ways to make a distraction. Even got some homemade firecrackers.."
"Firecrackers?" It was Nefaris turn to question Dusk as the Calas scout rolled up his map and stowed it away inside a bag at his flank. From this same bag came a small red container with a fuse attached. He gladly handed it over to Nefaris with a wry grin of his own, the firecracker being small enough to easily conceal within his paws..
"Just strike the fuse and toss it, all the noise has everyone turn their head towards it. Or you could plan it somewhere and wait for it to go off, either way works wonders. If your up for it, come find me again.. can show you my formula. Got to get back exploring down here.. glad to see more Shadows survived the war."
"Likewise Dusk"
The pair of Shadow Dragons shared a nod and with an unspoken agreement slipped back into the shadows. Where Dusk delved further into the Undercity Nefaris returned to the street-rats hideout once more. This encounter had actually been quite productive if slightly cringeworthy for Nefaris with falling for Dusks ambush. Yet a Firecracker in paw this could lead to unexpected opportunities.
Today had been quite the eventful day for Nefaris, first he had introduced himself and his fellow street-rats to the now King Spyro. Following that talk and the latest attempt by Avis to recruit Zephyr he had looked forward to some rest. Now someone had almost emerged into their hideout from the undercity. This circumstance was a far bit more then concerning then the last, his ability to deter anyone from following the tunnel via his shadow element had met.. resistance before it suddenly retreated. He knew this meant that another Shadow Dragon had tried to push through, drawing his attention lest the hideout be compromised. For their safety he elected to discreetly try and find out who exactly had almost stumbled upon them. He now found himself pushing to the underground through the shadows, fortunately there was only one path this unknown dragon could follow downwards.
Amid the narrowing passageway was a piece of paper seemingly dropped by Nefaris quarry; the page blank on the side that the dragon could discern. Pausing Nefaris could discern no sound further down the pathway and this area was too narrow for there to be anywhere to hide.. for a non-shadow dragon at least. The fact the paper had been left behind indicated that whoever had approached the hideout had gone corporeal once more.. so Nefaris slipped out of the shadows to investigate the scene. Flipping the parchment over revealed a decent scrawling that Nefaris recognized as a map, one that showed some of the nearby layout of the Undercity.
"So theres my kindred.." came a voice that brought Nefaris raising his head in alarm towards the ceiling. Above him and manifesting from shadow behind a cluster of narrow stalactites was another Shadow Dragon. Realizing the scroll had been left as bait Nefaris sighed to himself at being outplayed by one of the oldest tricks, at least consoling himself by examining his fellow Shadow as he dropped from the ceiling in front of him. As Shadow dragons went this one was fairly typical, obsidian black scales coloring his body. What differed was the armor he was wearing, a wrap-around helmet and bracers mounted on his front legs noticeably colored black to blend into the wearers body. The armor the shadow was wearing indicated someone with backing... affiliation with a noble family.
"A House Calas Scout? No wonder you knew that trick, and here I'm used to being the trickster.."
"Guilty as charged, names Dusk.. what's yours?" answered Dusk, sitting onto his rear legs as he took his map back and relaxing as Nefaris seemed to not be inclined towards a fight.
"Nefaris, worked with your House back in..."Nefaris admitted, trailing off as both dragons recognized the subject of the war that took so many lives.
"Don't think we ran into each other before.. sorry. You know.. you almost got me with your trick.. maybe we should swap some advice?"
"Maybe, would certainly be useful to vary up.. Say.. have you ran into the arena looking place yet? Couldn't tell from your map"
"Arena?" questioned Dusk, rolling out his map for both Shadows to examine. Now being able to get a better look at the map Nefaris indicated one of the portions that trailed off into the blank space on the parchment. Dusk tilted his head in a quizzical tilt as Nefaris tapped the space with his claw. He also noted a house-like icon.. presumably where Dusk had set up a camp for himself amid his explorations.
"Yeah, this branch leads into it. I haven't gone further down it but it may be something worth looking into with you scouting down here"
"Heh, that obvious? Well thanks for the tip, oh.. and don't worry I'll mark the path towards you as claimed. Shouldn't have to worry about anyone else coming through here."
"Thanks, so.. you wanted to swap tricks. You got the drop on me so.. what do you have?"
"Well..can cover up an eye with a patch so you have an eye adjusted to darkness if your expecting to move between pretty bright and dark areas. Just move the patch to the other eye and boom.. I also do know a few ways to make a distraction. Even got some homemade firecrackers.."
"Firecrackers?" It was Nefaris turn to question Dusk as the Calas scout rolled up his map and stowed it away inside a bag at his flank. From this same bag came a small red container with a fuse attached. He gladly handed it over to Nefaris with a wry grin of his own, the firecracker being small enough to easily conceal within his paws..
"Just strike the fuse and toss it, all the noise has everyone turn their head towards it. Or you could plan it somewhere and wait for it to go off, either way works wonders. If your up for it, come find me again.. can show you my formula. Got to get back exploring down here.. glad to see more Shadows survived the war."
"Likewise Dusk"
The pair of Shadow Dragons shared a nod and with an unspoken agreement slipped back into the shadows. Where Dusk delved further into the Undercity Nefaris returned to the street-rats hideout once more. This encounter had actually been quite productive if slightly cringeworthy for Nefaris with falling for Dusks ambush. Yet a Firecracker in paw this could lead to unexpected opportunities.
Canon: Flare and Nefaris do a Talk
New
[Omake: Flare and Nefaris do a Talk]
Before he left, Spyro took a moment to pause before looking back. "Just a quick tip off in case I am forced to in the future, multiple of the things the houses wanted monopolies on various goods. I'll be doing my best to avoid having to give into those demands at the least, but a quick warning just in case.
Even if it doesn't affect you, it could affect others if my claws are forced, and I'd rather someone know about it and be able to help when the time comes than having nothing. Oh, and I did run into Zephyr before coming here, talked things over with him, left him with some things to think on, and Cynder said something that made him quite happy, but I'll leave him to tell you both that, I doubt he'll be able to keep quiet on it. Have a good day, both of you, I'll see myself out."
He made his way out and closed the door behind him, leaving it just as he left it leaving the two of them behind. Nefaris let out a chuckle as he heard the door close, turning to look at Flare with a grin. "Well, the king seems to be nice, helps to know we don't have another stick up the ass noble running things at the very least."
Flare gave a hum of agreement, yet still kept his eyes on the door. "Maybe, he's not hiding anything at least, too honest." He looks to Nefaris. "But we should probably get to the ape in the room, House Avis and the whole deal they want with Zephyr."
Nefaris groaned and gave him an unamused look. "Really, that crap? Fine, enough of the country-bumpkin king for now, onto us orphans. Are you really sure this is the right way to take things? Look, I'm all for getting Zeph all the support he can get, but I don't want him to misunderstand anything Flare."
Flare just huffed at the orphan comment, though did raise an eyebrow as Nef actually brought up some points he was planning too. "Been thinking it over for a bit now actually, I want Zephyr to be able to thrive, both of us do, and while we can do well here, Zephyr will thrive if he takes their option. Spyro slipped me this while we were talking, it's a copy of the deal House Avis wants with Zephyr, here, you look it over yourself."
Nefaris snatches it from him without much care, unfolding it and reading it through. The longer he read however, the more thin his expression became, before he finally signed and just collapsed back onto his cushions. "...You sure this is accurate Flare? Cause if it is, I say we put in legit effort for this. If what I just read is correct, then Zephyr will be set for life, Convexity he'd be set for two if they're willing to do everything in this, the bumpkin king even put in little notes of his own opinions."
Flare let out a breath and nodded, leaning back into his cushions. "I'm sure, I got a look at the Avis compound from afar a day or so ago, they've been doing more renovations to open it up. They're trying to make a cooperative deal and not force the issue, and that alone has me wanting to convince Zeph. And don't call the king that, Nef, he's putting actual effort into helping Zeph, we can at least respect him for that."
Nefaris snorts in amusement before chuckling. "Yeah yeah don't get your wings in a twist, it's just a harmless joke, I bet you he'd laugh at it anyways. But yeah, he's actually trying to make this work, and I say we go for it, the worst that can happen is Zephyr still says no. If he does say yes, kinda hoping he does now, I can tease him about being a noble and being one of the high folk now." He grins.
Flare smirks lightly at that. "Oh he'd hate that I think, but if you wanna get Zeph mad at you and trying to jump you, that's your choice Nef. I on the other hand will be trying to get as much freedom and care for my brother as I can out of this deal." He reaches over and takes the paper from Nef, beginning to go over it again.
Nefaris lets him without resistance and just flips back into his cushions, planning to take a light nap. "Sounds good, wake me up when Zeph gets back, alright?"
"Will do, get some rest."
Before he left, Spyro took a moment to pause before looking back. "Just a quick tip off in case I am forced to in the future, multiple of the things the houses wanted monopolies on various goods. I'll be doing my best to avoid having to give into those demands at the least, but a quick warning just in case.
Even if it doesn't affect you, it could affect others if my claws are forced, and I'd rather someone know about it and be able to help when the time comes than having nothing. Oh, and I did run into Zephyr before coming here, talked things over with him, left him with some things to think on, and Cynder said something that made him quite happy, but I'll leave him to tell you both that, I doubt he'll be able to keep quiet on it. Have a good day, both of you, I'll see myself out."
He made his way out and closed the door behind him, leaving it just as he left it leaving the two of them behind. Nefaris let out a chuckle as he heard the door close, turning to look at Flare with a grin. "Well, the king seems to be nice, helps to know we don't have another stick up the ass noble running things at the very least."
Flare gave a hum of agreement, yet still kept his eyes on the door. "Maybe, he's not hiding anything at least, too honest." He looks to Nefaris. "But we should probably get to the ape in the room, House Avis and the whole deal they want with Zephyr."
Nefaris groaned and gave him an unamused look. "Really, that crap? Fine, enough of the country-bumpkin king for now, onto us orphans. Are you really sure this is the right way to take things? Look, I'm all for getting Zeph all the support he can get, but I don't want him to misunderstand anything Flare."
Flare just huffed at the orphan comment, though did raise an eyebrow as Nef actually brought up some points he was planning too. "Been thinking it over for a bit now actually, I want Zephyr to be able to thrive, both of us do, and while we can do well here, Zephyr will thrive if he takes their option. Spyro slipped me this while we were talking, it's a copy of the deal House Avis wants with Zephyr, here, you look it over yourself."
Nefaris snatches it from him without much care, unfolding it and reading it through. The longer he read however, the more thin his expression became, before he finally signed and just collapsed back onto his cushions. "...You sure this is accurate Flare? Cause if it is, I say we put in legit effort for this. If what I just read is correct, then Zephyr will be set for life, Convexity he'd be set for two if they're willing to do everything in this, the bumpkin king even put in little notes of his own opinions."
Flare let out a breath and nodded, leaning back into his cushions. "I'm sure, I got a look at the Avis compound from afar a day or so ago, they've been doing more renovations to open it up. They're trying to make a cooperative deal and not force the issue, and that alone has me wanting to convince Zeph. And don't call the king that, Nef, he's putting actual effort into helping Zeph, we can at least respect him for that."
Nefaris snorts in amusement before chuckling. "Yeah yeah don't get your wings in a twist, it's just a harmless joke, I bet you he'd laugh at it anyways. But yeah, he's actually trying to make this work, and I say we go for it, the worst that can happen is Zephyr still says no. If he does say yes, kinda hoping he does now, I can tease him about being a noble and being one of the high folk now." He grins.
Flare smirks lightly at that. "Oh he'd hate that I think, but if you wanna get Zeph mad at you and trying to jump you, that's your choice Nef. I on the other hand will be trying to get as much freedom and care for my brother as I can out of this deal." He reaches over and takes the paper from Nef, beginning to go over it again.
Nefaris lets him without resistance and just flips back into his cushions, planning to take a light nap. "Sounds good, wake me up when Zeph gets back, alright?"
"Will do, get some rest."
Presumably Zephyr would also be happy about such a position, getting to make his love for his element be his proffession in the purest form. (There are other proffessions using the element, even being mostly about the element, but is there any that is about the element like being the Guardian?)
Could we use "Training New Guardians Part One, Version Two: " for his element as a bribe to make the House membership more palatable?
(He'd obviously still have to earn the Guardian position through merit, but he has Prodigy affinity (a level above heroic which would justify initiate position) and is passionate about it)