10-29-2019, 10:57 AM
If flattery were uncommon Li might have blushed but it wasn't. The price you paid for living in the lime light, though he didn't take Nhyssa's jovial laugh and her own flirting as insincere. He was sure that the woman could break him if she desired. His one advantage being the gift inside, though he would never hurt another with it. He wouldn't teach the gift to hurt the innocent because of his own beliefs. Even the Atharim couldn't take that from him.
The pastry was sweet and not traditional but it was lovely despite that fact. It had been a long time since he'd traveled to Japan. It might be good to go there again one day. Though he wasn't sure his movie career would take him there any longer. But that hardly mattered. He could slip into silver oblivion with happiness. It wasn't a normal life he wanted but he'd take it if the Atharim left him alone.
Nhyssa's question caught him by surprise, not because of the topic but that he'd forgotten of the injured wolf. He'd not given him a second thought. "Sadly, I do not. I imagine he's still locked up in a cage. They have medics and such to take care of the beast... man's condition." The change of heart was still new to him. The wolfkin had been a prisoner of circumstance, and still was. But it wasn't his problem anymore, he was no longer Atharim. They would hunt him as soon as the monsters below. "Though the revelation from below has inspired me to teach those willing to learn." Not just the monsters, the dedication he was taught from the monks to hunt such monsters. Though he was really only teaching a bunch of snotty little rich kids how to hurt other haughty little rich kids, but there was promise in some of them.
As if summoned from his own thoughts Li caught a glimpse of a familiar face, though he had no intention of going over to the pair standing smoking a cigar when he had a pretty lady on his arm. Specially when he knew the potential fireworks could happen, and not the good kind.
The pastry was sweet and not traditional but it was lovely despite that fact. It had been a long time since he'd traveled to Japan. It might be good to go there again one day. Though he wasn't sure his movie career would take him there any longer. But that hardly mattered. He could slip into silver oblivion with happiness. It wasn't a normal life he wanted but he'd take it if the Atharim left him alone.
Nhyssa's question caught him by surprise, not because of the topic but that he'd forgotten of the injured wolf. He'd not given him a second thought. "Sadly, I do not. I imagine he's still locked up in a cage. They have medics and such to take care of the beast... man's condition." The change of heart was still new to him. The wolfkin had been a prisoner of circumstance, and still was. But it wasn't his problem anymore, he was no longer Atharim. They would hunt him as soon as the monsters below. "Though the revelation from below has inspired me to teach those willing to learn." Not just the monsters, the dedication he was taught from the monks to hunt such monsters. Though he was really only teaching a bunch of snotty little rich kids how to hurt other haughty little rich kids, but there was promise in some of them.
As if summoned from his own thoughts Li caught a glimpse of a familiar face, though he had no intention of going over to the pair standing smoking a cigar when he had a pretty lady on his arm. Specially when he knew the potential fireworks could happen, and not the good kind.
“What you must do," said Monkey, "is lure the monster from its hiding place, but be certain it is a fight you can survive.”