(I would love to would you like to start us off or me?)

(Thank you for the invite :)

I nod and look to you still the image of my daughter.  “my daughter has taken a contract to assassinate a mob boss of the 1940’s but he is on to her.  Your job shall be to be the decoy while Peace makes the kill.  If you survive I shall pay you by accepting you as one of my own with the blessings of the god of Time and chaos.  Do we have a deal?” I hold out my right hand flat for you to shake. 

(sorry it’s short ran out of inspiration) 

she had given me a well thought and succinct argument and by the looks of things she was starting to calm a little, this was good.  When beings felt fear they often became jumpy and prone to mistakes.  “I approached only because I was impressed with your skill our feline friend vouched for your skill and I wished to observe it for myself” I say openly and honestly, “your name is creating quite a stir in the temple”

Seeing you sat there in that position I could have sworn over the bones of my long dead parents that you and peace were the same person, and a smile crept onto my lips warm and real.  I caught myself before your eyes open and return my face to it’s neutral emotionless state.  Now my voice comes out soft and almost kindly “yes Melrose, you are almost identical”

I bring a hand up to my chin rubbing it seemingly in thought.

“if that is so, and you are a servant of Sithis, why does my appearance trouble you so?  Surly the daughter of a demon and an assassin of the brotherhood would fear nothing” it was indeed logical to think along these lines.  I knew my aura was shining like a beacon but that was beside the point.  “and yet not a flinch at the mention that you resemble my own flesh and soul” this seemed odd to me.  She was totally unfazed by the revelation of the similarity of her and my daughter.

“I make no discrimination as to race Melrose.  And believe me if I should ever find myself in your home province I shall be having stern words with it’s elders on this point” A promise from me was one that could be relied upon as I wouldn’t make it lightly. 

I look you over, my green slits of eyes not seeming to move, nor my head.  To you it would seem that I was stairing straight ahead.  Your frame was petite, your hair the same blonde, eve the eyes.  This was indeed a coincidence.  Something I knew better that to believe in.

“at first Melrose no there would be nothing that you could do to help one such as I, however you resemble someone.  A powerful someone.  This could indeed be useful to me” I made no secret that I could ‘use’ you, though not in the classic meaning of the term.  “tell me have you ever felt out of place in this word?” it was a blunt question and framed to slightly throw you off guard.  A test almost.

A breeze blows in off the water again our hair flying in its cold fingers.  I move closer to get a better look into those eyes.  At this closeness you can see your own futures in my eyes, in one you are being killed horribly, in another you see yourself as a bride, another sees you alone, sad and pathetic, another and your rich and happy, another and you are queen of the elves united clans with a king by your side.  All these possible, but none of them definite.  Once I finish looking into your eyes I step back once more

I say one last line, four words their meaning infinite in their impact “you resemble my daughter” 

My expression remains fixed but I offer you a nod in greating “you are melrose of the elven kingdoms, lover to Amasius of the elven kingdoms.  This much is known.  To me but even I do not know of how one such as you could bear resemblance to one so close to my heart.” It may have seemed cryptic now, but I did always enjoy mixing things up a little.  “I am Hassani Shomo… though you may address me by first name on this occasion” I let out a sigh “fellow follower of sithis” this I hopped would put her at ease a little. 

The wind blows a little making our hair fly out a little.  As there is a silence for a second there is the cheep of a couple of birds as the feelings of combat die down in the atmosphere.

I had been watching the curious little Elf fight from above circling much like a vulture of massive proportion, yet masking my energy signature.  although the canopy of the trees could not be seen through I could still watch as i could see both beings souls through the leaves and branches.   I knew it was the oger's time to die.  i knew the elf would win.  it was pre-written the oger's end must come by her hand.  once she had defeated the beast it's soul dissipated into nothingness as it's body started to slowly cool.  there was no doubting she was a god assassin and now understood why my cat-like friend had sent her an invitation into the coven he blindly followed.

once i see her tending to her wound by the river I decide to make myself known.  I swoop down not insulting your ability by sneaking up.  no I came in swooping low over the water my reflection shimmering on the water.  i come in over your head, clearing you by a good three feet then smoothly land in a crouched position   I stand and turn to face you.  I walk forwards slightly bringing me to a respectful distance.

I stand at seven feet tall my exposed upper body ripped with muscles an eight pack on my abs.  my hair is long and black as the skin on my body, the colour is blacker than space itself.  my eyes themselves brilliant green and glowing and my facial expression completely neutral. upon my back are a pair of, now folded, bat like wings.  my aura, which i was no longer hiding, spoke of untold power, most of which was held in reserve for use should the need ever arise.

I look upon your small form and raise an eyebrow, your form is incredibly familiar   my eyebrow lowers as i place this thought to the back of my mind.  I stand my arms at my sides patiently waiting for her to finish tending to her wounds.

"yes it would have been very different, I'd be a lord with the backing of a princess, and in turn your be a princess with the backing of one more lord... but now, I'll be your angel if you'll be my Demon" I lift my hand and the light dims in the cabin and from the air itself come soothing elven music