Let My People Go

There was a moment when Revenge was tempted to stop and make a hasty retreat, but as a slight recognition came over the man it seemed the coast was clear. Easily he would come up, ears perking slightly at the answer he was given before he asked if he could go about his duties. There were a lot of his family, his father had quite a few brothers and sisters, and he didn't even know half of them Little did he know that he had more cousins and extended family within the east. Eager to get the bleeding stopped Revenge wouldn't waste his time with small talk, instead he'd go straight for the still bleeding wound at the base of Bass's neck. He wouldn't clean all of the fur, just enough that the wound was free of dirt and the fur around it was not caked.

The question was given as he picked up the horse tail, he'd apply the herb to the wound before giving any kind of answer, even going so far as to offer the lavender to the Azat wordlessly. "My father's name is Scorpion." He'd say simply before checking over the Destruction once more. "Did you come from Uroril too?" Revenge knew a little of the lands previously inhabited by the Destruction name. He did not however, realize that Ahlon even existed.