Duties of a King

A new member had been welcomed into the throng the night prior. Chimera had been too exhausted from trekking back from the tournament to give the woman a full tour. The following day, he had an even better idea. As the man made his way to the beach near the bungalows, he called for Cerberus. They boy was shaping up nicely. He had a good head on his shoulders. There was a kindness in him that Chimera lacked and the man hoped that the russet and obsidian boy would harden somewhat. The world was rough and required some hardness or else it would devour you.

The morning was overcast, thankfully, sparing the giant brute's poor, pale eye. The ocean waves knocked against the shore, promising rain coming in off of the sea later on. As he waited for Cerberus, Chimera called for Athena as well. This gathering was for her, after all. A yawn pulled from the man and he seated himself in the chilly sand. The warmth of summer was leaving. The difference could be felt in the night, though the days were still sunbaked and hot. The previous night was quite comfortable and he would have liked nothing more than to curl back up with Aliana. Duty called, however. He continued to wait for the pair.

"Chimera Klein"