We're The Ones In Disguise

Things had changed significantly for the crimson male. He had convinced himself at last that Eden and the child she had stolen were dead. And now it was just him and the three now-yearlings. Time had flown far faster than he would have liked, and he was determined more now than ever to gauge how his children had grown so far. Had they gotten lucky and avoided the demons that plagued his blood? Or did they turn out as unlucky as him? He wasn't even sure he'd be able to tell so soon...or if at all. After all, his own hadn't emerged until he was closer to two or three years old, and then that's when everything changed for him. If they were cursed too, he needed to get ahead of it. To either help them get control and embrace it, or at the very least to do what he could to destroy it if he had to. But he wasn't sure he could even go that far...to destroy those demons would mean destroying a part of himself. And he had already lost so much in his life. But would it really be his call? He supposed he'd find out sooner or later...

He sought out Aresenn, wanting to spend more time with him and assess him at the same time. He needed to do more with them. Teach them. Bond better. Protect them as much as he could...but also...he wanted to discuss a few things. He had met someone that aligned more with what he desired than the Pirates, but he wasn't sure what to do. He supposed he'd figure that out later. For now, his focus was on them and them alone.


"Speech"