Hazy

Caedes remained stoic as Rhazien observed him, his ears flicking atop his skull in response to the man’s anticipation. The weight of the question hung in the air between them, and when Caedes finally spoke, his words echoed with the weight of memory. Though Caedes was far more.. marked by pain and resilience than most.

He nodded in acknowledgment of Rhazien's observation, his gaze unwavering as it met the older man’s piercing gaze. A subtle smirk tugged at the corners of Caedes's lips as he absorbed Rhazien's words, acknowledging the truth in the assessment of his knowledge and strength. The mention of Sephiran's intentions only fueled Caedes's resolve, impulse burning within him as he contemplated the role he would play in the unfolding game.  "I imagine that in Sephiran's game," A pause as Caedes agreed, his voice steady despite the underlying currents of detachment and determination in the same rough rumble.   "Even the most disposable pieces have their uses. Though, I do not plan on being anything less than irreplaceable." Caedes remarked with a gruff laugh, his eyes glinting with a hint of mockery towards the twisted power dynamics they were ensnared in. Unspoken but understood. It didn’t need to be said, but if Rhazien liked to talk, Caedes would oblige.

"Of course," Caedes replied, his tone laced with a hint of irony.  "And when the time comes, I will be ready to answer the call. Your worries would be more aptly directed towards our kin who believe that indiscriminate bloodshed alone equates to power." Surely, there were those who were slacking. At the very least, Caedes had come after completing his training, and he had started off behind them all. The dire brute rolled up his hide of yarrow, standing to his full height and coming to meet Rhazien’s gaze head on.  “Astrid sends her affections. It's good to see you, Rhazien, genuinely.” Caedes grinned, roughly bumping his skull into the other man’s shoulder in some form of brutish warmth before he proceeded on his way.