Arabian Swindler

Asha watched from the side as the four Herno’s moved together in training. Each to their own set, Najat worked on re-teaching her younger self on how to mold her magics to a more effective cold. While Ash worked on helping Hirue realize her potential.

The lioness could tell, the two cubs were hurt still. Hirue still felt lingering pains of her lost past and being forced to betray the people she had now made family with. And the young Heiress suffered night terrors of her time as a slave that could not control her actions.

These were not the only things though. Asha could tell that despite their calm, Najat and Ash were also troubled, and worried. For Hirue’s future as a Demon Touched. For younger Najat and her recovery. But there was also the pains and worries of the other Ash, or Ashina as they all have taken to just calling the other Ash.

Asha could just feel the determination under Ash’s cheerful mask. And just as much, Asha felt the tears of the worry Najat also hid in her heart. And she wasn’t the only one. Asha could just feel it, from the young Heiress training by her older look-alike? That Najat… also wanted her friend back. A long yearning that was only clouded by confused hesitation.

Observing them as she did? Asha could tell that they were all troubled, but seemed to place those worries to the side when they could. Mostly in due part, because they knew what they had to do. And in admittance, Asha knew that at least two of them, were not like the Clan. the guests to their world, Najat and Ash, they were adult Herno that could focus themselves despite the pain. And they had used it to force a will to do what they had to.

It was admirable in a way. But Asha knew that they weren't going anywhere until things cooled down. She soon closed her eyes and allowed the light of the sun to wash over her. In her calm, she could sense the whole temple and the life in it. She had to slightly smile, able to feel Gem ranting and raving to Rah-Rah, wound up tight with being cut off from her projects. She could tell Rah-Rah even fidgitted.

She could feel Myun training, but also in awe. Mostly of Debt. Asha could just feel it, the gnoll’s inner self burned with some new fire. Apparently the wounds of his past had been tended to, and that old youth of power was rekindled. It made Asha breath in relief he was finally able to come to terms with so many pains.

Asha could feel Johari’s shadow amongst all the light, as well as Mercy. Both mother’s laid and sat near a tree that grew in the temple. Eyes attentive and watching Alibi and Tibia play about with a few younger Opnehu. It made Asha slightly sad to still feel Alibi’s own pains, hidden away in herself. Asha knew that Mercy was worried… and maybe, was trying to talk to Johari about her troubles with the young Queen she took as her own daughter.

There was Dejen, up and about after getting treated by Opnehu healing methods. She could still feel his astonishment, and Windy was not too far off from him. Both seemed to be having a moment to themselves, seeing as they had time now.

Tatsu herself seemed to be in the lower places of the temple, speaking to a elder over some matter. Asha wasn’t sure what it was, but she could feel a certain relevance to it. Possibly speaking to a Elder of spirit, perhaps to help calm herself over her clan’s death, and the feeling of failure for not protecting the twins better.

Then there were the former hunters, who had stationed themselves near the training space the Opnehu used. She could feel the awe of a few watching Debt no doubt use his new gift. But Galdan, like the old Captain he was, got them in line and pushed them to get back to training with the Opnehu who decided to help. Some of which were young students-- students that their own teachers felt was a good opportunity to fight those not Opnehu.

And then there was Susumu. He could try to hide, but Asha could just feel him hanging around just above her in the many vines that had grown in the temple. Observing and spying on the herno. She gave a giggle and reopened her eyes and look up at him knowingly. She could just tell he was shocked, still in wonderment how she could tell where he was.

Quitely, she motioned him to join her, then resumed her meditative sunbathing while he took his time to make his choice.

Susumu kept his expression calm as he debated whether to leave or to come...but he didn’t had much else to do as he moved by and going down to stand beside Asha as he seem to examine the Hernos that trained with each other.

“Do you really have to spy on them?” Ashed Asha calmly. “We’re in a temple, someone might get the wrong idea if you keep spying on a group of girls.”

“Can claim I oversee as medical doctor with knowledge of psychology.” Respond the Kitsune smoothly, as he added. “Can tell there is much all four of them have on their minds.”

Raising a brow and having an amused smile, Asha said, “I could say the same for you. You are watching them for ‘problems’ to deal them later with.” Once more bothering him on how she knew. Still, while she looked forwards and watched over them, Asha told. “But you don’t have to.” A calm confidence about her tone. “You need to just let go. Ash, and especially my Daughter Hirue, aren't a threat to you.”

“You May claim as such,” cooly Spoke Susumu, as he gave a eye glance to her as he told. “But words alone cant disapprove centuries of acts and calamities set by demon touches.” Snorting lowly as he told on. “Still wonder why the Striped allow this to begin with.”

“Maybe the same reason I was fine letting you onboard even know you came along to steal the Twin’s history, try to take their heirlooms, steal Dejen’s tools and maybe get rid of the Death Gambler before he became a hassle.” Susumu felt himself go ridgid from that dump of information, and Asha told with a nod. “I’ve always known. You can’t hide your intent from me, Susumu. I came with Dejen explicitly on the job to protect Mercy.”

With a look to the still and emotionless looking fox, the lioness told. “The only one’s even remotely suspicious of you were Tatsu, Miko, Mercy, myself, Debt and of course the Twins.” Then added in amusement, “Johari doesn't count. She eye’s everyone.” Then resumed watching the hernos.

“I knew, and I could of told them. But it isn’t my secret to tell.” Asha told simply. “Just something I knew to watch out for when I felt what your heart was set to do. But I think we both know that isn’t the case anymore, is it?”

“..... no.” Slowly Admit the Kitsune as ever since he was saved by Dejen, his views were...slowly shifted as he glance to Asha as he told. “Still can’t understand why he did it. It doesn’t make sense, even less as he’s not Isle born.”

To that, Asha gave him a look… then looked forwards. “Maybe you should ask Najat the same thing.” Making him blink. She giggled and added while glancing to him. “The older Najat. I think she had the same questions you once had about why anyone that wasn’t her clan would come and help her.”

He muse a bit, before he summarized. “You speak of the one named Ash.”

“I could be.” Teased the lioness. “You can sit around and assume… or go and ask.” Shifting to look at him. “I can’t give you all the answers, Susumu, even if I kinda want to. It’s… just like, rude to tell someone else’s story when they haven’t told it yet.”

Making a frown, the Kitsune glance to her, then to where Najat was as he let out a low snort. Looking to the snow leopard Herno as he began walking, his body moving to the ‘ice-queen’ as they seem to be taking a small break as he spoke in his native tongue.

“Najat-dono,” gaining the Hernos attention as he continue on. “A word with you, please?”

While glances were given, Najat only gave a nod and moved with Susumu off to the side. Though as they did, she questioned, “what is it that you need, Shinobi-san?” Her tone just as chilling as her eyes.

“You greatly defend the one named Ash, stay by her side and view her greatly. While I understand you two are friends, I wish to understand why we, or I in this case, should trust Ash?” Raising a Hand to explain.

“While it is rather forward and rather rude, we all never encounter her, knew of her, and met her doppelgänger. You two came from another reality, and things are different there. So help me understand, why can we trust your friend, Najat-Dono?”

Shapely looking to him as they stopped by a large open window, Najat asked, “do you question my word as Heiress to my clan? That I am supposedly some fool to trust Ash with many serious matters?” Arms folding into her sleeves. And while he did not answer to her, or her clan, Susumu could just feel it. The poise and strength of her own position as a heiress to the clan’s headship. Taka was a respectful Herno once cured, and held a similar aura. Najat’s own would suffocate his with how assertive it was.

Looking to her, he told. “I am, and I am question you as her friend, Najat-Dono.”

Narrowing her eyes, Najat seemed to consider him before questioning, “what do you understand of Ash thus far, Shinobi-san?” (end)

Musing on it, the Kitsune responded in great consideration. “Someone who hides behind a mask, who hold themselves close and have great magic, and great power. In some cases, she is similar to the one who leads this Clan, they both hide their emotions greatly from everyone else.”

Sighing out slowly, Najat spoke, “and her history? What do you know and truly understand of it?”

“Only She is exiled and demon touched. As I said, we never encounter her, or your Clan. Never heard of either until the other one appeared in the den and killing any in sight.”

Letting out a small hmm, Najat told, “then understand. This is not the first time she had been Exiled.” Making his ears prick up. “Before I was born, Ash’s parents lived to another village. But, her father fueld by ambition, betrayed them. He was caught, and excicuted for his crime. His family’s legacy, burnt to the ground. As is our custom when crimes like those happen.”

“Ash’s mother, with child and holding inside her, was cast out as exile. Only the barest of things given. Food for the child, cloths to keep warm and family blade by her side. Ash was born into exile, and raised in it for a short time.” Najat thought on to it and continued. “Then, they found my clan. Ash’s mother, pleaded with my Father to allow her and her daughter to stay. And he did, only by the condition they had to work to prove themselves due to being Exiles, and that her daughter should marry into a family of the clan.”

Najat let out a very long breath. “None… expected Ash to be a very… large handful. So free spirited and never letting anything tie her down. She did as she pleased, and played by the rules, if not just.”

Giving a raise of brow, Susumu remark in thoughtfulness. “Very odd. Makes one consider if some of her Ancestors were Stripes with their own free spirit.”

Shaking her head, Najat said, “It was all due in part of their exile. Ash never knew the strictness of a father, nor the rules of a Clan. always drifting with her mother. Going from place to place, always looking for food and water. Shelter and warmth. Given honor by Opnehu and their temples, if not for a few nights.”

“But her mother could never be exile. She sought perfection in her family’s ways. A perfection ruined by her foolish husband. She wished the best for her daughter, and chose a path best suited for her daughter’s future.” Then rolled her eyes. “She learned most assuredly the hard way, that her daughter was different. She did not follow the same thoughts of perfection, and instead embraced the imperfection. Something that drove the women up the wall.”

“Ash grew up with little in my clan.” Admitted Najat. “I do not need to tell you, that being Exiled and allowed in, they were the dregs of us. And so, association with their likes is beneath many a house. Ash knew only her mother as her sole provider of care and love.” Then breathed in. “Then. One day. She tested the borders once more and met I.”

“I presume it was a slow and hard building friendships for both of you?” Spoke Susumu in a questioning tone.

Shaking her head, Najat told, “I was but a innocent and niave child. Upset at her father and decided to run off for a place to shed my tears. Ash found me, and cheered me. Guided me home, before sneaking away before Father noticed her. For he most despised her rowdy self.” A very small qurk was noticed at the edge of her lip. If Susumu wasn’t trained so well, he would of missed it and only saw a cold facade.

“From there… Ash would viset. See me. Consol me. And later on when I would try and prove myself to father? Train me. Show me magic. Teach me how to see things, through the eyes of not a Herno, but of a wandering exile.” There was a odd reminiscent gaze to Najat as she spoke about the past. “I consider her a sister I was never allowed. Father may despise her, but to me, Ashina proved herself my older sister, and a true friend. One that became strong, independent and able when her Honor Trial began. One that continued to travel from week to week once she returned.”

Then frowned. “Then. one week. She didn’t return.” Seeming to look back at the memory, and not at him. “I counted the days. She didn’t return after a week. Then another past. And so did another. I began to fear for her life. But continued my daily routine, telling myself, she would return.” Then sighed. “I came back from training one day, and heard… Ashina was dead to the clan. Escaped the demand for Seppuku. Now Exiled. Her mother, was devastated. As was I.”

Putting the pieces together, he spoke in realization. “This was when she became demon touch by the demon and escaped it, wasn’t it?”

Turning back to look to Ash, who had gotten back to training the younger Herno, Najat affered. “It was.” Turning back and telling, “All the effort and honor she had gained? It was robbed in a instant. The clan turned on Ashina, dead was she to them.” Then shook her head. “I didn’t wish to believe it. So, when the time came, I took the Honor Trial and went out into the world. Two of my father’s finest warriors as my escort. I sought to find Ash, learn the truth. And if she was indeed Demon Touch, end her suffering.”

For a moment, Najat was quite, lost in thought. “I searched for a long time. In that time, meeting people, seeing places, experiencing many betrayals. There were things that I never seen or heard of. And fight’s that I once arrogantly thought I could do with easy. And people that would never allow honor to guide them as they did as they pleased.” Looking up with a icy cold gaze, Najat said with a restrained fury. “Maltar was one such cur. A truly disgusting male. When I saw his crimes, I vowed to fight back and defend my homelands. Facing him at every turn, we became the fiercest of enemies.”

Then… Najat sighed. “Then, during a quest and lead that I believed would result in finding Ash, I and my Escort encountered a undead dragon. One animated by the vile twistings of that demoness, Tyra. I never knew this at the time, and because of the abomination’s strength? I was forced to flee, my Escort separated from myself and our plan to meet back at the Clan.”

“It never came to pass.” Najat told in regret. “The town I sought refuge in, allowing me rest and time to heal, was attacked. Maltar had sent his men to take it. But when they saw me, they decided on a new plan. They knew of me, they were prepared for me. So, they gave a ultimatum. Either I surrendered to them… or they would pillage, kill and raze the town all at once. I was strong, but after so long of a journey, I had learned the wisdom… of surrender. For them, I did. They collared me, striped me of my modesty, caged me… and I was taken. Sent away to never see home again.”

Talking this in, he soon asked. “And that is when you met your first Stripe? The one named Phobia?”

The way she bristled, Susumu could tell it was. “I… would rather not retell that part of my life..”

Understanding it was touchy subject and rather avoid it for his own life, Susumu soon Ask. “Did it stain on all views of Stripes since then?” Posing his question as cautious and not prodding too much of the ‘past’ with the one named Phobia.

Taking a long and steadying breath, Najat admitted, “perhaps at one point it might have. But, it did not on the mere fact that after… a near month of many atrocities to my person.” The tension slightly still there, “I was given a shock of my existence. By some measure of grace by Kami…. Ash found me.” Breathing in to sigh out. “Somehow, despite not having seen me or being near my clan, Ash found out about my enslavement. Searched for me. Trailed after me. And eventually, found me in Phobia’s grasp.”

When she opened her eyes, there was a odd… joy there. “She freed me. She tricked Phobia-san, like the ideot he can be. Foold the demoness that would advise him. Fooled the golem that in more intelligent than most. Then, freed me in one fell swoop. Then… we ran.” Then… Najat actually smiled. Eyes closed and recalling the memory in full. “She came, just for me. She told me, she came back, because she promised she would be there for me. No matter what. And there she was, a exiled, dishonored, Demon-Touched. A person I knew in my mind, I had to kill. But… how could I?” And gave Susumu a questioning look. “She came for me. She rescued me. She aided me our our escape and survival in a vast, vast desert. And in that time… I saw that Ashina wasn’t dead. Merly… misunderstood, like always.”

Musing a bit to what he has learn, and taking in consideration of Najat tone, her expression, the way she described it all? The nin-medic knew it was all the truth, that every drip of her words, were the honest and full truth. That somehow, someway, Ash came to save Najat despite not being part of the clan, despite being made a Exile, and despite even further on being demon marked.

Giving a glance to the mentioned Herno and Hirue. Susumu consider it greatly as he soon spoke evenly. “You have given me...much to consider, Najat-Dono. I will give your friend, and Hirue the benefit of the doubt. Perhaps...they will fit in well with Mitego.”

Najat shook her head to that. “This is not our home. We will not stay forever. And I have a clan, one I must return to one day.” Then added in, “after they understand I am not enchanted by some spell by Ash-chan.” Going on to tell flatly. “I have learned that one can not just assume from appearance. It is a lesson I not only learned by my trial, but by Ash’s way of seeing things. Things are not black and white.” Then gave a nod, “If that is all?”

“One last question, Najat-dono.” spoke Susumu as part of him was rather...curious as he soon asked. “Do you see the one who lead this Clan as a true threat for everyone?” going on to add more clearly. “A threat for everyone to be aware of, as I understand you had heard of his history and many...feats from Ash. what is your view of the Striped?”

Raising a brow, Najat told, “what you ask is not something I can easily answer. He is assuredly, a most powerful threat if given time.” Which made Susumu want to frowen. “But, all the same. So can anyone if given time. Ash is a threat to any that threaten her. OTherwise, she is passive. In a sense, Dejen is much the same. He will do what he can, but when a threat even shows face, he becomes ready for war. He knows his duty as the head to the clan, and is most honest and honorable to himself over the matter. So to anwer, he is only a threat, when he feels most threatened.”

Taking this in, Susumu slowly nod his head as he spoke. “Thank you Najat-dono...it is hard to place the likes of him, as he is similar to Kitsune...yet not at the same time.”

“Maki belives that striped and Kitsune are very alike.” Najat seemed to tell, “she too, is kitsune. But not like you or Tatsu-san. But there are similarities, I will admit.” Though as she turnd away, Najat seemed to toss out, “though I feel that Phobia-san doesn't count for such things.” Seeming fine enough with the guy, but there was obviously still some bitter taste in her mouth.

Humming a bit, the Kitsune turn to walk in ease, his mind thinking of what Najat said of Ash, that she could be trusted...while ins teachings told him to not trust a thing, he also understood that sometimes...traditions can only take you so much, before you need to open your horizons to the bigger picture.

Not everything was black and white, as there was much grays in both the world and people. Perhaps Dejen was right in trusting Ash, perhaps he was giving a opening to Ash...because he felt kinship from one misunderstood person to another.

Susumu snort as he shook his head. Don’t think too much philosophy, otherwise will cause trouble in the futrue. walking on ahead as his mind and spirit seem to consider to give the benfit to the doubt to those in the Clan with Demon-touch...or at least until they did something to lose that doubt and allow him to do his duty.

He did say he would give benefit of the doubt, he didn’t mention of easing on his feelings and training against demon touched.

Watching Alibi rough around with Tibia was still a bit hard to take in for Mercy. Mostly more so because the changeling now lacked her ability to change ship, leaving wings out and pieces vulnerable… still, seeing Tibia be surprisingly careful around the young nymph of a queen… it slightly assured her.

Alibi was still losing a lot of the tussles. But still won a few. Mostly against the young Opnehu that had joined in with the roughhousing, even if they were mostly young boys. Even as Tibia pinned one monkey down and scrutinized him, Mercy tried to think of what to say to Alibi again.

In her link, she could still feel the occasional uncertainty. That trust once there seeming to have fractured. It all made Mercy unsure what to do. Helping young drones grow up was different from a Queen, and this was the first time she actually helped raise one. Adopted or not. It was… definitely not the same. She could still recall some snide remarks Text made about her leaving Alibi behind… the analytical Queen had not gotten off her case over the matter. But today, she was thankfully more occupied with work than nagging.

Glancing to her side, Mercy had to wonder how Johari managed it. She and Tibia seemed to have some odd understanding that she couldn’t do anything to help for a while. But Tibia didn’t seem angry at her mother… unless Tibia never felt betrayed in the first place? The pregnant queen shook the thought off and continued to watch… but still wondered.

Glancing to her, Mercy spoke. “Johari?” seeing Johari giving a dull and curious humm as she soon asked. “How did you do it? How did you and...Tibia seem to still keep your relationship despite what happened?”

Turning to give a glance, Johari told rather simply, “because I’ve taught Tibia all the facts life causes. Death, turmoil, betrayal, all the things that lurk in a shadow ready to strike at you…” Things that didn’t sound like something one would just tell their young one straight up. “In the Isles, death is expected. So is loss. Lioness’s might be protective of their cubs, but we know that at any moment, they could die to something as simple as a scorpion's sting.” Turning forwards, Johari went on. “It’s why we have so many cubs. Because we know it’s possible for one or two to die a early death. Something Tibia understands clearly after so long.”

Slowly nodding, Mercy look to to the two as she said. “A shame...I never had the chance to with Alibi. Or be able to consider such thoughts.”

“Alibi’s a fragile cub.” Johari told with her observation. “It’s not surprising she’s acting so scared. Tibia acted the same at one point too.” Making Mercy perk in interest.

“Really?” asked Mercy in surprised.

“This was a long time ago.” Johari told, “back when I still had a Pride. I had a mate that gave me a nice litter of cubs, Tibia being one of them. She was the smallest of the litter, and I had to be extra careful about her. She was rather timid because of it when she started to grow up bit by bit.”

“And how did she became timid to what she is now?” asked Mercy as she figure it was a mixture of patience and lion bluntness of what Johari mentioned earlier.

Shaking her head, Johari told, “no. she learned from the harshest of lessons by the cruelest of teachers. Life itself.” Making Mercy blink in… shock? She wasn’t sure how to understand, until Johari explained. “The Northern Cornerstone is seeped in traditions. Very old, primal ones. In the vaster parts of the plains that make up our home, there are still tribes of old-traditional Prides. And I lived in one such Pride.”

“There is a old ancient rule, one that has changed little over the many years of the Prides.” Told the Lioness. “One tht has changed none in the far reaches in the wilds that Lions are at their best.” Breathing in, Johari said, “a lion batchelor came to my pride, and challenged my mate. My sisters and I sat off to the side and watched. My mate died, and the victor was the new head of the Pride. But first, he had business.”

Turning to Mercy, Johari spoke with such a calm manner, it made the Queen wonder if blackmanes just didn’t have hearts. “To ensure his rival’s weak bloodline didn’t have a chance to keep going, ke killed the cubs. Right in front of me and my sisters.”

“No offense, Johari?” spoke Mercy with a scrunch expression. “But I don’t know if it that is heartless or disturbing to have your children killed in front of you.”

“I will admit.” Johari spoke, “it wasn’t something I was alright with. But that was how things went.” Then looked forwards. “Tibia watched the whole affair from under me. And while I was obliged to let the new male assert his place, I decided I didn’t like him much. So I took her and left, and let my other cubs die.” Which struck a chord in Mercy at the… flapent manner Johari didn’t seem to wave off the matter.

“I knew better, Mercy. I was one Lioness. And the new male had my Pride under his beck and call as he won his rights. I couldn’t oppose him with my current skill, and so I took Tibia and allowed my other cubs to be the distraction.” Watching her cub pin Alibi again, the mother told, “Tibia was very much hurt and felt betrayed. Bitting and shoutting at me for letting her sisters and brothers be murdered.”

“....and how did you help her move on from it?” asked Mercy in both curiosity and wonder, as the Queen felt in the same position Johari once was in.

With a glance, Johari told, “nothing much at first.” Which boggled Mercy. “I took care of her, provided for he… made sure she didn’t ran off. But when I felt the time was right, I sat her down and held down a large rat for her to see.” Shifting her position some to sit up, Johari said, “I told her. Tibia, if you want to survive, you need to kill this rat.” Then rolled her eyes. “She’s ate meat for a few years, but when I told her that, she looked at me with so much apalment, she wasn’t sure what to do. But I told her again, if you want to eat, you have to kill the rat, I won’t feed you this time.”

Looking from Johari to the two children that played, Mercy spoke. “You taught her the hardest lesson. How to take a life for survival.”

Johari turned away and watched the cubs. “She determinedly didn’t eat for a day, but hunger got to her, and she eventually killed and ate that rat. And when she did, I asked her how it tasted.” Then shook her head, “she said she wasn’t sure. Too confused by the want to eat, but the guilt of killing. It was then I told her, life has the same taste.” Smiling some. “Sweet to have, yet bitter to know it’s coast.”

Mercy slowly nod, as she look on to the cubs as she asked in a gentle prodding. “Did she understand bit by bit on why you did what you had to?”

Johari gave a slow nod. “She did. From then and onwards, she understood. Life will not be kind. You must be willing to know, that death is always waiting right over your shoulder. And if you give it a opportunity, it will take it.” Then let a breath out. “I wish I could have saved my cubs. But Tibia was the most vulnerable. The others, they could of cared for themselves if they escaped. Tibia was just too small and weak at the time. I saved her, because I knew she didn’t have a chance.”

“And when we neared the cities and the more ‘civilized’ places?” Asked Johari, “I told Tibia a old Black Mane teaching.” Seeming to gain a slight smile. “A black manes most best ally, is the one that is always watching over our shoulder.”

Slowly nodding, Mercy watched at the two as she spoke in a sorrowful tone. “You know I had to make a difficult choice, months back when we were jumped. To either try to fight, when we were surrounded, or flee to save what we could. At times I wonder what other choice I could’ve made...but I knew I had to focus on the many rather on the few.”

Johari looked to Mercy, considering the Queen and told, “while it’s not something you want to do, if you want Alibi to understand? Then maybe you should let her see and feel what you saw and felt.” Which got a almost alarmed look from the queen. “She is a smart one. I know you worry about her, but if she can’t face the truth’s of this world, how can you be sure she will survive in the years to come?”

IT made Mercy want to bite her lip, even as Johari looked forwards. “You lose children all the time, to attackers and hunters. We lions lose cubs, to Rival males that win, poisonous snakes and scorpions and hungry predators. We are a strong people, because we know the prices life has. And while Life gives us a lot, Death will always be around to reap and take. It’s a harsh truth all Lion’s learn at a young age, because to live, we must take life to have life.”

She consider it carefully, as while she didn’t want to let Alibi see and felt what she saw in that time...perhaps...perhaps she should give her a idea on why she had to. As well as...other tough choices she had to made when they were in Arabia? She figure she should show Alibi why she had to make the tough call. But when she look to the two still playing, the Queen let out a sigh and spoke.

“After they’re done playing...I will. I don’t want to show her now, but after she’s done playing with Tibia.” giving a low smile. “After all...might as well give her a chance to enjoy this time of innocence before I showed her the experience.”

Johari smiled to that and chuckled, “she’s a smart girl, Mercy. Who’s to say she’s so innocent as you think?” Then looked forwards again. “It’s good I came with you and Dejen. Tibia has only known me as her sol provider. Now, she is getting what she needs the most.”

Glancing, Mercy tease in amusement. “A Pride?”

“A home.” Johari told in turn.

Letting out a low snort of amusement, Mercy joked. “No offense Johari, but I think you could’ve done better, since this is a Clan of misfits, outsiders, and of many scars.”

“Between the choice of the wilderness where you must eye every rock as if it held your death, to a ship with warm beds and threats that only come every other day?” Questioned the Lioness, “we’re living very comfortable lives right now.”

Lowly giggling, Mercy joked. “And all you have to deal with, is a Racky Stripe that loves to gamble as a clan-head.”

“It’s not that terrible.” Johari admitted while laying back down. “He doesn't rig the ship to be a giant explosive. Or make each room possibly dangerous to sleep in. He isn’t nearly as bad as the Striped back in the Four Cornerstones.”

“Well that's only because he wasn’t born on the Isles,” agreed Mercy. “He’s Arabian…” then amend. “Or...at least that what everyone thinks.” then seem to settle as she said in admittance. “Still wish he has better control on his gambling addiction.”

Shaking her head to that, Johari said, “and I wish my last mate wasn’t such a overconfident idiot.” Then snorted, “but I lived with it. It got him killed, but he wouldn’t have gotten the distance he did without that overbrimming pride of his.”

Nodding a bit, Mercy lightly joked. “All males do have their flaws, I guess we should be lucky mine doesn’t have to many.”

Johari chuckled. “There’s something to be thankful for then.” Then claimed to her more emotionless facade before telling Mercy. “Still, I need to hammer to point in his mind to not let his guard down so often. I’m tempted to start making a point while on the ship so he isn’t so lax.”

“I blame it on Striped nature.” told Mercy. “The ship is the Clan-home, so it would stand for reason for him to be a bit lax in it.” she then remark. “But maybe you should, he has been trying to get training form Ash, Tatsu and Susumu on his evasion. Should be good...practice for him whenever he might get jumped.”

Johari gave a nod to that. “Maybe after this whole situation with Maltar is over with. You need to be here in the town and the hive, along with Alibi and even Tibia. It’s going to get too dangerous once the fight begins for them and you.”

Nodding in agreement, Mercy place a hoof over her stomach, as it was developing more of the eggs as she said. “I might as well, I’m just hoping that..” letting out a sigh as she said. “Hoping that my striped will get through, luck won’t save him forever.”

With a look, Johari told, “he’s hunting in a pride. He won’t be killed easily.” Then went on, “and if he does die by some chance? I have a feeling that he’s going to cause more deaths that they’ll wonder if it was worth killing him.”

Raising a brow, Mercy ask. “You mean with everyone killing everything in sight if he does get himself killed?”

“No.” Johari said passively, “I was just remarking of one time where a large group of Spotted cornered a single striped and tried to make them squeal on where their clan was.” Then told Mercy, “apparently they carry enough highly-combustible and explosive items, to kill twenty people that are too close.”

“Huh I….” started off Mercy as she soon admitted. “I have no idea on how to comment that.”

“As I said.” Johari told, “Your striped isn’t as bad. But he might be just as bad if he’s near death’s door. Most striped do not like going down quietly.”

Slowly nodding, the Changeling Queen look to the sight as of her young adopted queen and soon remark. “For some reason, I can imagine if Dejen did went out like that? It would be as flashy as Tartarus.”

Dejen wouldn’t say he understood mystical crap. But after being in the temple for a few days? Well, there had been a clear improvement. Whatever tension was around had next to vanished. It was to the point that Johari was letting people actually leave. Though he was sure the reason the Lioness let Rah-Rah and Gem out was because they had started to go stir crazy from boredom.

There were others that hadn’t left. Like Debt. that surprised Dejen, but after going to the training area and watching his main bodyguard breath fire? Well… to say Dejen decided to let the gnoll do what he wanted. But to a farther side of the room, he found Ash, also training. Though.. To a less extreme.

It was just her, and Hirue. Both were before the other and glowing brightly in their own respective colors of purple and green. It was almost odd to see, the marking on Hirue. They weren't anything like the full-on body like tattoos on Ash’s fur. They were restricted to the tigress's stripes, and were a lot more… arabian in shape he wanted to say. Ash’s were more of a large combination of things from all over the world to form one big piece of demonic art.

He wasn’t sure what they were doing, but it was some mystical bullship he wasn’t sure he wanted to interrupt.

Leaning on a wall, Dejen cross his arms, just looking at whatever they were doing. He knew better than interrupt whatever this was.

He stood there for a while before the light show ended and both let out breaths. ASh going right up to the girl and nearly surprising her with clasping a hand on Hirue’s shoulder. “See? Easypeasy! You got this down.” Then went on, “I think tomorrow I’m going to show you how to show magical beams from your hands or something, I’d try lightning, but I get a feeling that nobody wants to deal with scorch marks.”

Snorting in amusement, Dejen comment. “Much less the Ophenu, they do live here after all.” giving a easy going grin as he motioned his head. “The other's already left already, in case if you’re wondering.”

Turning around, Ash chuckled, “I’m sure Najat and Najat are around someplace, and knowing Asha? She’s waiting for her kid.” Hirue shifting a bit and around Ash, as if to hide from Dejen.

Chuckling, Dejen wave to Hirue. “Hey kid.” not being bothered by Hirue shyness around him, he didn’t blame her in all honesty, he does look like a diamond dog still in her eyes. Plus he wasn’t exactly ‘family’ for her as he ask to Ash. “Mind if we talk a bit by ourselves, Ash?”

“Oh, yeah, sure.” Waved off the feline. “Just give me a moment.” and turned around to tell, “alright, like before, but this time, I want you to do this while channeling.” And raise her hands, making signs with them and spoke, “Chi. Hou. Nev. Yin. Ki.” Patting Hirue and asking, “got that?”

Slowly, Hirue began to make the same signs, saying each one aloud. “Chi. Hou. Nev. Yin. Ki.” Slowly going at them while beginning to focus her marks.

Nodding, Ash told, “just focus on those little words, make those hand signs and try getting comfy. I’ll be right back.” And turned, jumping off the sparring ring and motioned for dejen to lead the way.

Nodding, Dejen turn to lead Ash away from the sparring ring, waiting a for a moment for Hirue to be out of earshot as he soon asked with a glance to the Herno. “So, how can you see me?” looking to her as he went on. “And I mean the more...weird thing you see?”

Turning to look at him, Ash said, “well, I just turn my eyes and--”

“I meant the real me. The one that doesn’t look like a Striped.” interrupted Dejen. “The real Dejen, not what you see in the physical form.”

“Oh.” Ash said in apparent realization, “the tall, weird...bald, monkey… thingy.” Going off to admit, “I’ve traveled some Dejen, but I’m honest, I have no idea what I’m looking at.”

Lettng off a sigh, Dejen debating on telling her...and he will admit, maybe he should. Mostly since in all honesty he was planning to tell his Clan, so might as well let the one with the ‘sight’ see and learn on who he was. “Remember when I mention the ‘Multiverse Theory’? Or at least taunting Ashina during that time?” then snort as he said. “But I’m going to assume you haven’t, since its not widley known around here.”

Then went on to say. “You know how there’s alternate you here, and alternate Najat here?” stopping to turn and ask to Ash in a serious tone. “Have you ever heard the name Death Gambler in Arabia from your home? Or even heard of the group Scars? Or even rumors of them in your travels?”

With another popping of the ‘P’, Ash said, “nope.” Considering him for a moment. “What, are you saying you’re… kinda like me, or…” Then blinked as something seemed to click in her head. “Wait…” Thinking on it. “So… what you’re saying, is you’re not from the world either. And neither is Rah-Rah..” Going off in thought, but just afferming to Dejen, Ash could literally see and tell who was human.

“Neither me, nor Rah-Rah, or even a few other's are natives to this world.” told Dejen as he cross his arms as he went on. “And if you didn’t heard about me in your home? Then it only proves I never existed in both worlds. Simply put Ash? I’m not a Striped, I’m just a person that was made into a Striped when I arrive in this world.”

Working it over, Ash said, “alright. So what about it?” Shrugging rather indifferent about it.

“Well, admitally not much.” said the Striped as he said. “But in a way, I am giving you a heads up that if you see more that don’t look like what they are and look similar to me? Then they are people who, for better or worse, are former humans that were turn into whatever they are now.”

“Human.” Ash said, “Hu-mon. Ho-man. Hu-ma-ma-man.” Then looked Dejen over and asked, “Does it feel uncomfortable?” Confusing him. “I mean… you look kinda short compared to what your ghost looks like.” Then laughed, “and don’t get me started on Rah-Rah!”

“I’m sure Rah-Rah miss her old form.” chuckled Dejen as he mused a bit as he admitted. “At first it was uncomfortable. Being in a body like this, having odd ideas coming in my head, feeling...odd instincts now and then with people and places. But after a while I gotten use to them. Sometimes get something new once in a while with a Striped instinct or two, but overall I became adjusted to this body.”

“Really, its got it’s perks, the only down side is washing so much fur and getting used to being hunched and running on all fours now and then.”

Rolling her eyes, Ash asked, “okay, but why are you telling me this?” Going on to say, “don’t get me wrong. It really dowses that burning curiosity in me, but still, why do you think it’s a huge important deal to pull me aside and tell me what the big secret is?” Arms crossed and a amused smile in place.

“Oh no, I’m going to tell the other's when I get back on the ship,” told Dejen with a grin. “I’m just telling you now, because I rather have no regrets if I do die if I don’t get that heart.”

Sh looked him over and eyed him before saying, “you know what I think?” Hands on her hips. “I think it’s because you don’t feel like you don’t got the guts for it.” Making him… twing in annoyance. “You know that if you tell little-ol-me, you can scapegoat yourself out of it with no issue what-so-ever. And since I can see you, well, good enough excuse for me to tell the other’s on how I figured it out.” Then tutted, “really Dejen, I know it’s hard to say the truth, but you saw me do it the other day with no hassle.”

Giving a annoyed snort, the Striped told. “For your information, I am going to tell the other's, they aren’t all here beside Debt. Plus if I am going to be telling about me, I might as well do it in one go where they can all hear me instead of doing it one by one-- which is annoying by the way.”

“Sure, it’s not like you’re doing that with me right now.” Ash poked back with a grin. “Admit it. You’re trying to hold it off.”

“Hey, you got that mystic bullshit eyesight.” jab Dejen, “I figure I might as well tell you now, since you’re the second person I told.”

“I only got the sight after the marks and after figuring out how they work.” Shot back Ash before telling, “and they let me see souls, I can’t help it. Also, I know when someone’s not telling me the full truth.” And pointed, “Look, I know you’re scared, and every bit of you is trying to come up with reasons not to tell them, why do you think you’re really telling me first and not your sweet-heart of a girl, Mercy?” Arms crossing and seeming to take a stubborn stand.

“I know, because I get the same feeling every time I had to look at Najat and decide if I should tell her the truth about something that demon did to me.” Deftly told Ash, “and you know what? It is hard! Biting the arrow and having to feel the adrenaline pump through you because you feel utterly terrified of what they’re going to think!” Then breathed in and heavily out. “What I’m saying, is you want to dodge it. I can tell, and I know the feeling.”

Finger up, Ash told, “if you’re serious about this, if you really are serous and are going to do it-- no excuses.” And pointed, “I ain’t stopping you. March on out, and just tell it to them straight.” Then pointed back to him, “and don’t lie, we both know you want to not say anything. You got that look in your eye, it’s the same one people get when they think they’re going to risk it all on nothing.”

Giving a flat look Dejen stared at Ash as he took in a breath as he said. “You know what? Fine!” then brought up his walky as he told. “Hey everyone, I got something to tell you, its something serious and important and I want you all to meet me at the front door of the temple.”

“Huh, whats going on boss?” asked Gem as she said. “Me and Rah-Rah got work here!”

“Gem, it’s important, and if I don’t say it now, then I won’t have the balls to try again, so stop what you’re doing and get over here now.”

While he lowered the walky and it turned off, he glanced to see Ash’s smug face. He went to tell her off, but she told, “you know they’re not going to believe you the first time, right?”

Snorting, Dejen told. “Of course they won’t. Odds are they’ll think I’m crazy in the head and probably dismiss it.” then turn as he said. “But I’m going to make sure they hear me loud and clear.” then added. “Plus, Rah-Rah and ASha will be there to help support my words.”

Ash gave a nod before saying, “alright.” turning and telling, “I’ll be here with Hirue. She still needs my help, and I’m sure Najat will tell me alllll about what’s going to happen later.”

Snorting, Dejen headed off as he walked off to the temple entrance, as despite him saying he was doing it? That fear still dwells in him. Part of him… He couldn't help but snort. Damn it...I hate it when that cat is right. I am terrified when they know the truth...but it got to be done, because If I keep it to myself? It’ll get worse when the time comes. Or if I die too soon. thought Dejen as he reach to the temple entrance as he soon sat down on the steps, waiting for those of his crew….

His….Clan to come.

They came, almost in small groups. But they all came. Mercy and Windy to his side. Debt having been there to meet up with him. Susumu and Tatsu taking up to another side. Gem and Rah-Rah coming as a group. Asha with the two Najat’s, Johari with a few of the former hunters…

It was a bit more intimidating with them there.

“Hey guys!” He fumbled in his mind and saw Ash and Hirue coming by. She gave him a grin and said, “changed my mind, I wanted to be here to help.”

“...Well fuck you too.” said Dejen in a mixture of annoyance and relief.

“What happened Clan-head?” asked Debt in concern, looking to the Striped to check over him as Mercy said.

“Relax Debt, I am sure he’s going to give a corny speech.” trying to ease the situation, but she could tell how uneased the Striped was as Windy settle close to his other side as Dejen sighed out.

“Wished it was but…” then bit the bullet as he told. “So you know how...no one seem to find out my past and how I’ve been….neglecting to tell you all about it?”

Mist snort as she said. “Surprise, surprise, you’re finally going to tell us it was all a big joke?”

Pinching the brow of his nose, Dejen took in a breath as Mercy noticed something and glance to Asha of what she said long ago was actually happening as Dejen told. “No...Not a joke...I am not a Striped….” making them all just stare at him as Mercy felt a spike of emotions from Rah-Rah as she glance to her. But Dejen continued on. “I was not born a Striped, I never was a Striped-- I came from another reality and world.” looking to them as he ignored the fear and uncertainty in him as he told with a very straight face.

“I never existed until years back when I arrived to Arabia after I was turned into a Striped and came with nothing but rags…” then pull out his deck as he said. “And my grandfather deck of cards.” There was utter silence as it was Susumu who broke the tension.

“Believe the Striped has finally snap and lost all logical senses.”

Speaking up, Ash told, “oh no, he’s completely serious.” Then said, “remember how I said I can see souls and such and kinda see things for real?” Then shrugged, “yeah, imagine looking at a striped, but also seeing this ghost ‘human’ thing also standing in the same place. Made me wonder how he fit in such a short-stacked body.”

There were stares given as Susumu open his eyes in disbelief, Debt stare to Dejen in confusion. Windy frown and tilt her head to Dejen as she didn’t knew what to say, neither could Mercy as she look to the Striped in...confusion and bewilderment herself.

“Oh right.” Ash went on in thought, “and if you think that’s weird, Imagine seeing another human ghost thing standing in place, but somehow over?” Trying to word it, “anyways. Rah-Rah’s the same.” Making heads turn, and see a very fidgety rabbit looking like she was just singled out. Ash went on, “come on girl, help support!”

Gulping with anxiety, Rah-Rah said, “Wh-what!?” Looking about and laughing nervously, “A-Ash’s a k-kidder, right? Huh? He-he-eh….”

Najat rose a brow and looked to her friend and spoke, “once more you stir unseen trouble, Ash-chan.”

Shrugging, Ash said, “I can’t help it. Weird stuff just finds me.”

Mercy frown as she said. “She’s right,” looking to Rah-Rah as she told. “You’re having a influx of emotions right now.”

Gem raise a hand as she said.” wait…” looking to both Dejen and Rah-Rah in...shock? Surprise? “There's no way that’s true, I mean sure its weird, but…”

Sighing out, Dejen told. “The Lucky Hand is advance of its time,” getting bits of attention as he went on. “Mr. Fisty, my Exo-suit, the Innovation Rise itself, the engines Felix gave-- even my former plane. All of it is too advance, and all of it are byproducts of human technology.”

While they were unsure how to take it, Asha said, “you know.” Looking around and saying, “after them nagging me for nearly two years to know more about you… it’s almost kinda funny they don’t want to believe the truth when it finally comes out.” Then giggled, “maybe I should of said how you felt off and not of this world, then they would of never believed me!”

Snorting, Dejen said. “Would be so easy to get away with that.” grinning a bit as he turn when Mercy ask in uncertainty.

“If...if you don’t belong here...if you, or...Rah-Rah or...anyone that know of these things… How did you all came here?”

Dejen knew this was the clencher, explaining on how he got here as he took a deep breath and place both of his arms around the two as he told in hestiation. “Thats...the difficult part. I won’t say on how Rah-Rah got here but...for me its...well, a simple story of friendship, ambition, and the common tragedy of betrayal.”

Johari looked from him, and then around their location. Tail flicking, she told, “then tell us it on the ship.” Turning around to start padding down the steps. “You’ve already said enough out in the open. I think we need to take this inside now, and in private.”

Thinking on it, Tatsu said, “Yes… yes, that would be for the best.” Trying to wrap her head around this new insanity.

“Yeah, lets.” said Dejen as he got on his feet, as he motioned a hand around as slowly the group began moving to the ship. There was a odd sense of confusion in the group, as Mercy herself felt a wide range of emotions. She could feel Gem was feeling really confuse, Susumu was doubtful of this whole thing, but there was a hint of confusion from him. Those of Galdan group was in mostly disbelief and consider this potential new insanity from the Striped.

Debt oddly enough didn’t felt confusion, his emotions were of a mixture of wonder and acceptance?

Rah-Rah was both nervous and scared, as she glance from both Dejen and Ash now.

Windy was supportive, being close to the Striped as despite the confusion of his talk, she knew that he needed some emotional support, or something to lean on in this time of need. Mercy herself felt she should do the same, being close to their….Striped….In all honesty MErcy herself was trying to wrap her head around this.

Galdan seemed to cast a look to Dejen, even as they began to go up the ramp of the ship and down it’s many halls. Something seemed to nag at him, and when they did go inside the meeting room, he seemed to ask. “Let’s presume you aren’t from this world like Najat and Ash.” Both herno’s taking up a corner in the room. “Should I also presume there’s more. A lot more?”

“What makes you say that?” Asked Malvus, “there can’t be that many.”

Breathing in, Galdan said, “it’s what he said. It had me thinking. Up until nearly three years back, things had moved on normally. Then, Dejen began to appear as Death’s Gambler. Then there was talks about Felix. After that there was some new treasure hunter fox. Even more after that there was some a minotaur that went traveling equestria and causing all sorts of trouble before having to run country when he made soe scene when visiting the elements of Harmony.”

“...Minotaur?” asked Dejen in confusion.

Mist glance and told. “Don’t ask.” She however did say. “But the Captain is right. Are there more?”

Dejen shrug helplessly as he admit. “I don’t know.” then raise a hand as he explain. “Look, all I do know that are like me? Is Rah-Rah, Felix, Miko-- maybe afew other's. We don’t exactly blurt it out to everyone, because who would believe us. At best we have to guess or figure it out from what each other do.”

“What about how you got here?” asked Debt as he look to Dejen. “You said it was a tale of many things.”

Dejen sighed as he lean in his chair, being thankful for both mares to press close and giving their own support, even if they look to their Striped inquisitively. Taking a breath in, Dejen said. “For me to explain how I got here? I got to go back to the events that started it. See, I grew up in a...average lifestyle. Parents were around, both were inventors of sorts, a bit of engineering work here and there, grandmother was a old cop, and grandfather was a bit of a cardshark. Made close friends since childhood and we all had our dreams.

“So when I grew up, I wanted to be a inventor of sorts, did a bit of college, but well...I needed to learn more to really built things. The only problem was that I needed capital, and I couldn’t really work in a job for years on end hoping to get enough money to build things. My friends had the same thought, and there was only one place for us to really get rich.” Raising his deck of cards, Dejen told with a low grin.

“The city of Sin itself.”

Putting the cards on the table, Dejen went on. “It was a easy enough plan, head to the city, gamble and slowly gain riches, wasn’t even hard for me.” going on to say in a light shrug. “Despite my dreams of being a inventor and create new things? I seem to have rubbed off my grandfather a lot more than I realized. I learn on how to read cards, read expressions...and learn to be a master in the art of the game of chance.”

“When will you explain on your arrival?” interrupted Susumu as Dejen gave a flat face and said.

“In my time…” keeping a light grip on both mares forelegs, as they noticed even more on how tense he was. “This is...a bit difficult for me to say, Susumu.” Taking a moment to try to relax more, Dejen said. “Anyway, it was a good gig, as long as we keep our noses clean, we don’t gamble too much, and just move to a different casino every two weeks? We were good….”

Then narrow his eyes and gave a low snort. “Or until one of my pals got caught.” the word filled with bitter venom as he glance up to the others. “He squealed to some of the casino ‘representative’ as they caught on our little work on cleaning the Houses. And it made the other's squeal to, and guess who they all pointed at?”

“Was it that bad?” asked Susumu as he was soon caught off guard by the hateful glare Dejen gave to the fox as Dejen told in a angered tone as he snarl.

“Look, I get it. I understand it isn’t much for you all in terms of betrayals or backstabs as it’s part of life, but back then? I trusted them all, they were more than friends, they were a close knit group to me. And they just threw me to the guards in exchange of keeping their asses safe.” then took control of his emotions, mostly for Mercy sake as he tried to sooth his anger. “It didn’t help that they not only left me with having to pay the casinos back-- but I had to pay off their debts too. And I couldn’t go to any ‘guards’, because what I did was technically illegal and would’ve thrown me in the slammer for at least ten to twenty years at best.”

Trying to settle more as he took a deep breath as he heard Gem asked in a cautious tone. “So...how much did you had to pay back?”

Thinking, Dejen thought as he calculated the amount and said. “In this world economy? I say….1.2 billion equestrian bits.” everyone nearly look in shock as he heard Mist shout in shock.

“How the tartarus did you owe so much!?”

Snorting, Dejen said. “It was mostly all of us owed together, they just push it to me. Plus it didn’t help that I got a lucky break because I gambled off a rich-brat of a kid, which was also part of the reason things went downhill. He was angry he lost to me and he pushed to rat out people to get me back-- sadly he made my,” using air-quotes. “‘Friends’ to do the deed.”

“What...happened next, Master?” asked a very concern Windy as Dejen let out a exhausted breath as he began to getnly pet the two by his side.

“What else? I had to pay off my debt. I couldn’t go to my parents or grandparents...they didn’t knew on what I did, couldn’t really rely on my ‘pals’, since they bailed on me. So I had to get the money...just by gambling some more. I gamble, I swindle, I cheated and lie… all in vain hopes to keep me out of debt but…” giving a low expression. “They added interest to the debt I owe...a 80% interest rate.”

“And you couldn't...do anything?” asked Mercy as Dejen glance and told.

“I had my balls grabbed by them. I couldn’t go to the cops, I couldn’t go to my friends, or my family. Basically I was leashed by the casinos. I couldn't run either...they would go after my family with the debt so...I had to stick around and try to pay it off.”

“So...how did you came here?” Susumu asked as he and everyone were wondering on that as Dejen scratch a bit on Windy mane.

“That's the thing...during my runs on trying to get more cash...I spotted this guy, teenager really. Thought it was a easy gig to steal all the loaded cash from him, so I gamble with him in a game of poker…” then frown. “But as time went on...I notice I was losing, I didn’t know how or why but we were talking...and one thing lead to another and he gave a offer.” Recalling the words as he quoted them.

“If you win, I’ll pay off your debts, you won’t be hounded down, you won’t suffer another lost like this, and you will be content. But if I win, you’ll be working for me as I will it.” Shaking his head as Dejen admit. “I thought he was talking crazy...but after a few rounds, he won. The next moment I was falling from my seat...and landed as a Striped with nothing but rags on my clothes...and this deck.”

Many were silent, and unable to say anything. But in thought, Asha said, “I think I understand now.” Being so quiet, but also being loud enough to be heard. “The strings of fate Mother saw…” Looking at dejen very carefully. “That wasn’t a ordinary person. Whoever… whatever they were, you became a chosen of somesort.”

“Hold on, what?” Sharp spoke up, “you’re not making sense, Asha.”

“Of course I’m not making sense, is’t not simple.” Spoke up the whitemane. “Dejen played a game of luck against something that knew what he was play. Something that wanted Dejen specifically to be played, and something that specifically knew where to send Dejen.”

Hesitantly, RAh-Rah asked, “are you saying that… we’re not here by accident?”

“If Dejen wasn’t the only… uh, what was it?” Paused Asha.

“Human.” Ash supplied.

Nodding, Asha picked up, “yeah, that. If he wasn’t the only human, and more were sent to our world? I think those strings of fate my mother saw mean a lot more-- they could be these other people.” Then looked to Dejen, “and you’re the main string.”

Frowning, Dejen glance from everyone as he look back to Asha as he admit. “I’ll be blunt Asha...I sincerely doubt that. I mean, sure it makes partial sense for me to be sent by something but...I’m still iffy on the whole ‘surrounded by strings of fate’ still.”

“Arabia.” Asha seemed to tell. “The Sultan. Stopping of Civil war. The ‘Plane’ thing. The Shiftlings. The ship. Meeting me. Helping Felix. Saving the Twins. Rising this Town.” Asha gave Dejen a careful look. “Take a look around Dejen. You’ve kickstarter a lot of change. Rah-Rah, Miko and Felix helped make this ship we’re on, to face Maltar. A Slaver that has a Empire built on the pain and blood of innocents. And we’re near the end of his rope, we have a chance to stop him.”

And while Galdan loathed to admit it, he did say, “You did save those shiftlings and get my crew on the tracks to notice more odder things.” Getting Dejen’s focus. “And you were the one to save my crew. And seemed to have things get right in line to put down Dejeen finally. Even get the Celestial Sisters to notice something fishy over the hunters.”

“Only reason I got Dejeen running was because I took the opportunity, plus anyone smart enough would noticed something off with the Hunters.” pointed out Dejen. “You almost did.”

Thoughtfully, Ash asked, “are the Twins also human?”

With a gentle laugh, Tatsu spoke, “I would most doubt it. I have lived with them, and they do not act as odd as RAh-Rah or Dejen-dono would.” And while many agreed to that, Ash couldn’t help but shrug.

“Just saying. I’ve heard a lot about those two since you let-slip the whole Demi-god thing, but Najat and I can’t recall a time during our traveling about the world on two Herno’s with that sort of power.” And that had Dejen stop. “I mean, you’d think people would notice.” And did they ever, Dejen knew that there was still a ‘tag-of-death’ going on for the Twins and their Stones.

Thinking a bit, Dejen admit. “They might as well be.” getting looks as he said. “Because from what I found out? There's a major difference between the world here and the hernos world. There’s no traces of me, Rah-Rah, or anyone of our ‘human counterparts’ in the other world. No Death Gambler. No Rah-Rah wonders, not even Felix or Miko. Might as well be no Twins either.”

Rah-Rah said, “but… that can’t be right, why’d you think they’re human ike Ash thinks?”

“Because they would be noticed like here.” told Dejen as he motioned a arm around. “We all know the disasters the two accidentally caused in the last few years before they joined up with us. Plus their ‘abilities’ would be hunted by everything, including Demons.” then glance to Ash. “pretty sure if Tyra found out about them --if there are counterparts-- then that demoness would be hunting them down to be the ‘special project’ instead of you.”

Tapping her chin, Ash nodded. “I’ve gotta agree to that. Why have this dinky little geomancer when she could have two little demi-god tykes?”

“See?” said Dejen. “We might as well add them in as former humans too.”

“Still doesn’t explain why you never told us.” said Mercy with a frown as Dejen sighed.

“First off...If I told you all about my origins years ago, would any of you believe me without proof?” there was silence as he told. “Yeah, thought so.”

Rah-Rah poked her fingers together and admitted, “and… some of thought maybe we could of been… put on a table to be dissected or something…” Which got a look from Dejen. Still, the rabbit said, “My parents watched a lot of alien invasion movies! The idea of me being on a table like that freaks me out!”

“You still could’ve told us.” spoke Windy to ease the Striped as Dejen rub her head with a bittersweet expression.

“Windy, I had to get over the fact my best friends threw me to the side for their survival. I had to get over the pain of being used and having all sorts of negative feelings in me of having to pay off a bill they toss to me before I got here. I wasn’t really in a ‘trusting’ mood till the pain didn’t hurt more. By then I...made the Scars and sort of brush it to the side.”

Sighing some to that, Galdan looked about the room and found that no one else seemed sure of what to say. After a long time, Galdan ran a talon over his face and said, “I’m getting too old for this shit.” Drawing looks before telling, “Dejen, look, right now? I think we all need a drink.” Then added, “after that… I want to know what’s next.”

“Sir?” Asked Sharp in confusion. “You’re seriously going to ignore the fact there’s a…” not sure how to describe the situation.

“At this point Sargent?” Asked the old bird, “I don’t care if he’s a giant pickle with fish-legs. At this point in time, I just want to have a strong drink. A plan to follow. And make sure everyone’s alive at the end of it all-- because I didn’t sign up for this shit, so I’m not going to ask anymore questions and risk what little sanity I got left.”

“Well,” started Dejen in a more at ease tone, moving to grab his deck to shuffle a bit. “Right now I want to focus on getting Maltar dead.” going on to say. “Because I rather be alive for as long as I live instead of the next two months. So we’re going to need to figure out on not only killing him, but stealing every single resource and bit from his Empire.”

“I am surprised you don’t want to control it.” teasingly joked Gem as Dejen said.

“Oh hell no! I got enough stress as a Clan-head for you lot! If I try to control a Empire like that, I’ll be full of gray fur before I’m 30!” He then added with a wide grin. “Side, just think of the riches we’ll gain when we present Maltar head to the King of Iron Hold?”

Humming to that, Johari spoke, “why not instead of assaulting the fortress on our own, we have the King’s aid?”

“You think he'll send his forces on the word of a nobody?” dryly asked Susumu.

Mercy however recalled and said. “Actually...Felix can vouch for us. He did a deed for the King, but never thank him fully...We can have Felix to get the King to listen to us.”

Ash however said, “what about Arabia?” Then went on, “or the Death Mountains? The island’s close to the sands and I’m pretty sure the horses ain’t going to like it that a big armada’s getting close to them.” then went on, “and the dragons might get testy too…”

Rah-Rah however told, “let me deal with the dragons, I have a friend that can make them understand.”

Gem gave a look as she asked. “Oh you mean that egotistical guy?” seeing her nod at that.

Dejen chuckle s he soon added. “And let me work on Arabia.” going on to admit as he move the cards. “While I may lack authority since I’m not around anymore? I still have strong pull. I have a friend in Ramada who can get others to listen, as well in Abbassa who is a good business partner of mine. Plus most of the Sultans know it is good to have Death Gambler good side when he ask you of something.”

Nodding that there was cooperation going on, Johari said, “We have two months to make this all possible. In that time, we need to figure who will go, who will stay and how to muster these forces in time.”

Getting off the table, Rah-Rah told, “I’ll get on with calling Felix, Miko and Karth on this. Miko’s going to want in on this fight and I need to also get a new mech made if I want to join any ground-fights.”

“Mercy, you and Windy would stay here in Humilit.” told Dejen, giving a look to her as he added. “I can keep a eye on the kids.”

Mercy frown as she said. “I can handle in the fight Dejen, plus you will need me to keep the ship in line.”

“Normally I would agree, but,” Dejen hand gently rub her stomach as if to remind her as her eyes glance down and a frown on her face. “You got extra with you.”

Mercy let out a breath and nod in resignation.

The Stripe thought and soon said. “I can probably contact my pal in Ramada, get him to tell the other Sultans, maybe pull some strings to get word spread.” He however admit. “But it’s going to take maybe weeks for word to fully spread in Arabia on what's going to happen.”

To that extent, Galdan reminded, “We have two month’s. If we leave soon, you can go to key locations in Arabia to start the message’s spread and take a shorter time. We can do multiple things at once with Felix getting the King’s aid and this ‘Karth’ doing his own job.”

With a nod, Asha also added, “I’ll have Hirue also stay here. And Alibi should stay. And it might be safest for the young Heiress to stay as well.”

To that extent, the younger Najat spoke, “I can fight. I am still able to do this with you all.” Though felt a hand of her older self lay on her shoulder.

“No.” Told the older cryomancer. “You can not. I know you think you can, but don’t let that arrogance cause you to fall again. Remember what got you captured in the first place.” Making the young Heiress press her lips tight, but slowly nod in understanding.

Debt look to Dejen as he spoke. “Clan-Head, while we start moving to places in Arabia, we will need to increase your training on evasion. If you do fight on the field, you will need to be quick on your feet.”

Sighing, Dejen told. “I know, I know, I probably going to be doing my hardest to invade the usual.”

“Actually, I was thinking of you evading everyone.” suggested Debt as he told. “You need to be ready for anything, and if you’re attack on all sides? Then it could proven a quick method of teaching you in evading enemies.”

With a gleam in her eye, Johari told, “I could have that arranged.” A odd smile gracing her lips and slowly hunching over and…. Giving Dejen a waaaay too interested look.

“I don’t like that look.” said Dejen as he told on. “And I don’t like that smile either. That smell of mischievous nature.”

“Lets wait on the ‘teaching’.” told Susumu as he went on. “At the very least, until the meeting is finish with.”

“Yes, I am in agreement with Susumu.” nodded Dejen as he gave a suspicious glance to Johari as he went on. “Alright, so we get to Arabia in key points, tell Felix, Miko, and possibly Karth to head here in Humilti when they’re done telling the others, and we figure out what we got in the next couple of weeks.”

Johari gave a disappointed sound, but sat up regardless. “Very well, I’ll wait for when the meetings over.” Though that gleam never left her eyes.

Rolling her eyes, Asha said, “it might not be a bad idea to check in with Shima too. I think we might need more supplies for the Changeling's when this happens.”

Galdan seemed to agree quickly. “I’ve seen what changelings with access love in them can do. We could use the boost for them when we go into combat. Maltar might toss boarding parties at us and I don’t want to be caught in a situation like that again.”

Thinking on it, Malvus said, “Boss.” Geting’s Dejen’s attention. “If you’re willing to stick around for a while here in town, I can get a few letter’s sent out. I know a few guys that got connections to mercenary bands. Real deadly ones. I’d get Monster-hunters too, but…” Giving a glance to the side.

“Oooooooh no.” Ash was just as quick to say, “nothing against them, but… they tend to have extra twitch sword hands. They might be fine with me when they don’t know, but as soon as I make a crystal, they’ll be aalll over me, and anyone that happens to be in the way.”

Sighing, Dejen told. “Malvus, try to get in touch with the mercs, but no Monster-hunters. I do not want to have more trouble on my hands when we hit at Maltar.”

Gem thought and soon ask to Ash. “Hey Ash, know any mercs or groups that can be useful and not backstab us for better opportunity? This is world is similar to yours, so some groups you know must be around.”

With a glance, Ash said, “oh sure.” Leaning on her staff to tell, “but, they know me from my world. Not this one, if I went up to them and asking for help? They’d try and punch my lights out!” Then shook her head. “I made friends, but they ain’t here so… sorry.”

Debt thought as he consider on asking Myun, as he turn his head to the diamond dog as he asked. “Know anyone that could help us?”

Looking to him, Myun shook her head. “The pack’s in the Hold’s don’t make alliances easy. You’d have to pay a lot of gold to get their attention, and that’s hoping they honor the agreement. And unless you have something to threaten them with to keep it? They’ll just take the gold.”

Debt frown, but nod in understanding as Dejen said.

“Regardless, we’ll just hope what Malvus give in letters would work and what I can do with Arabia will be good enough.”

Mist raise a brow as she asked. “Don’t you have any other merc groups or black-market traders to call in favors?”

“Usually I would be around those group to make sure they don’t cause me trouble.” answer Dejen. “I am infamous after all, at best they’ll be terrified to know on why I’m coming to them. Plus, I rather not have too much hired help, otherwise they’ll all be demanding payment or try to loot off from Maltar once we’re done with him.” Thinking a bit as he soon asked. “Anything else we need to bring up?”

Susumu nod as he told. “You need new threads.” motioning to the Strip as he told on. “Armor won’t do. Need new armor, maybe new cloths to fit better.”

“What are you talking about?” asked Dejen with a raise of a brow as Mercy reminded.

“Dejen, you look like a dirty Arabian.” which Dejen motioned a hand to himself as he asked.

“Isn’t that the point in being incognito?”

Tatsu breathed in. “We mean, you need actual armor during the fight.” Then gave a fairly flat look. “What you have, is fit for disguising. But you have nothing to hide from here in your own ship.”

“I would disagree.” Johari piped in.

“Oh come on, I do have armor.” told Dejen as Debt told flatly.

“The thing you made barely protects you. It's better if we melt it down and recycle it for something stronger than scraps and iron.”

“Yeah, you can’t deny it’s not going to work with heavy gear, or flint locks.” agreed Gem as she eyed at Dejen as she said. “But I can’t make new armor from scratch, especially since I don’t have much materials to craft something better for him-- while being light on his feet.”

Thinking some, Ash leaned back and tapped her fingers over her staff and asked, “what about mythril?” Getting plenty of looks. “That’s light, and sturdy.”

Malvus only shook his head, “and coasts a fortune. It’s not a common material, and it would be hard for us to even get.”

“We’re in the holds.” Pointed out Ash, “and minotaurs use it for plenty of things.”

“Well, like Malvus said, it cost a fortune.” told Dejen. “We would need Felix, or maybe Rah-Rah to get into contact of someone to supply us the metal just to craft me new armor, as well as take a huge chunk from our bank. Even then it’ll be difficult since Gem here rarely use it.”

Snorting with cross arms, Gem didn’t deny such a thing. “Mythril is difficult to get in Arabia, nearly impossible to with materials being stolen now and then. And even if we try to get it through Rah-RAh or Felix, we’ll need someone who can craft the stuff to make it into armor fitting for Dejen.”

“Because of my flare in style?” joke Dejen as Mercy snort in exasperation.

“No, because you’re picky on the designs.” which brought a giggling sound from Windy as Dejen snort a bit.

Debt thought and soon admit. “We also may need to gain better armor and gear. While what we have is good enough...it might not be enough for fighting against Malvar forces, or demons later on in our life. Theres only so much wear and tear our armor and weapons could handle before being damaged completely.”

Shaking her head, Ash said, “sure, but keep in mind who we’re hitting and soon maybe stealing from.”

“We usually hit other pirates...but I doubt we’ll get anything good from them.” said Dejen as he was about to say something before a large roar that was echoing outside of the meeting hall.

“TYRA IS HERE?!”

Dejen blink, as did the other's from the outburst as Gem frown and asked. “Was...that Karth roaring out?” Dejen thought for a brief moment and nodded, it did sound like the dragon as he motioned Debt to open the door and see what just happened from that sudden roar from Rah-Rah gem. The gnoll nodded as he turned to move out of the room to learn on what happened.

When the door opened though, Rah-Rah was there, rubbing her ear and telling, “Karth’s coming over now.”

“Really?” asking Dejen in surprise as he asked. “Any idea how long? A few weeks?”

“Two days.” Rah-Rah told, “or a Day. He was… pretty angry.” (end)

“Wonder what the demoness did to piss off that dragon.” mused Dejen a bit as he said. “Alright, so the plan is we wait for Malvus to have his letters be respond, we wait for Karth to arrive and then we’ll head out and head to Arabia real quick and ocme back here.”

Mercy nodded...then gave a impish look as she asked around. “Anything else that needs to be brought up?” seeing no one answering as she said. “Meeting concluded.”

While Dejen was going to ask on what Mercy was planning to do, he pause and slowly noticed the Blackmane lioness in the room. As he was soon reminded of what was ‘proposed’ earlier as he asked in a sheepish tone. “Do I get a 5 minute head start?”

She smirked, fangs slightly showing and hunching a bit more. While they stared at the other, she said, “three… four…” And took a step forwards, “Run~” A all too malicious smile in place.

Dejen was already out of his seat and running out of the room as he jumped over Rah-Rah as he shouted. “DAMN IT JOHARI!” running off as everyone looking to Johari not giving chase, but was super amused and seem to be plotting something as Mercy shook her head as she got on her hooves.

“Alright everyone, lets get our work done as best as we can,” then joked to Johari. “Try not to mess with Dejen too much, we do need him intact for fighting Maltar.”

Standing up more properly, Johari told, “don’t worry. At worse, he’ll have a few little pricks, cuts and bruises. Nothing threatening.” And left the room, “I’ll hunt him later. Right now I have more important matters to attend to.”

Asha giggled and said to Mercy, “I’ll make sure she doesn't go overboard.” Then rolled her eyes. “I think she’s getting Tiba in on the act. The cub does need better hunting lessons.”

Mercy snort in amusement as she motioned a hoof around, letting everyone go as she and Windy got up, although has the pegasus left, Mercy contacted the other Queens. Lonil, Jali, Text. Did you received that? she purposely block the connection when it came to her Striped past, and what happen earlier, but when they began talking business, she allow the link to go through as she wanted to keep them in touch.

I did. spoke Jali as she said. I’m glad you’re staying here when they leave to find the guy, I don’t think yo ucould handle that much stress with you holding eggs. She did ask curiously. But why did you block the connection earlier? What happened?

Let just say things got a bit personal and I rather keep my Striped past not be spread around in the Hive. it was a rather hard point in his time after all.

She could hear Text give a disapproving sound to that, but didn’t push on the matter. Instead she seemed to relay, This is a rare opportunity. If the King is going to take part in the operation, we should show that the Hive is doing this in his favor. If we can show that we’re trustworthy, we’ll have further protection.

I agree. Lonil voiced, but, I thought you’d be against this, Text?

Mercy could just feel the slight irritation in the other Queen. Don’t get me wrong, I find this whole idea a extreme risk for us. But the rewards are too high to pass up. If we can pull this off, we will solidify our position here and be sanctioned off of Changeling hunter lists by the Kings sol order.

And maybe have more changelings join with us? added Jali. this place can be a safe place for any changelings that hear about Humilit. Even more with the King giving his word to sanctioned off any Hunters that come close.

That is if they don’t try to poke around. Luckily the Hunters here are kept in a tight line than those in Arabia, so we should be fine. told Mercy as she went on. Although it might be good to visit Ramada soon, mostly to pick up any changelings that aren’t keen to follow the other two Queens there.

No offense Mercy but… started off Jali. I would thought you wouldn’t mind them coming here.

Let just say I rather have Olipa keep to her own little place from ‘enforcing traditions’ onto Humilti. Plus, I don’t trust Shiva near my Stripe, since she’s more a tick than a changeling. going on to add. Plus, I rather have the two squabble where they’re at, then to come close to what Dejen managed to bring to life in this town.

It’s crowded enough. Text seemed to agree. and Mercy. Could you explain why the grey lioness can’t be picked up by changeling senses? Her cub’s been fading more and more out too. no doubt worried about them for security reasons.

Humming, Mercy answer to the best of her ability. From what I have learn, Blackmanes have a...talent to walk among the shadows. Part of their magic in a sense. Its very unqiue among them and is consider a natural affinity for the Blackmanes. My guess is that she is teaching Tibia to utilized her gift more and more.

While Text seemed to be a touch more irritated, Lonil seemed to say, if you could ask her to keep away from the Hive, we would appreciate it. It’s been making a few changelings a little uneasy. Though Mercy was pretty sure the diplomatic queen was mostly talking about Text and her concern for her own young Queen daughter.

I’ll see on what I can do. But you know how cats are, they do as they please and remain independent. Told Mercy as she soon ask in amusement. Has any of Katy daughters got hitch with any of your breeders?

well...I’m…. Spoke Jali as she admit. there have been….instances now and Then.

Text seemed to breath in and tell, they’ve been seducing them whenever they think they found something they like. We’ve been keeping them at hooves reach, but they’re…. persistent. A grudging amount of admiration there. they can’t change shape, but they’re effective temptresses. I’ve sent a few drones to learn by example. They’ve become surprisingly effective.

Giggling in amusement, Mercy Told. Seem Katty taught them well. You better hope they don’t try a new trick soon, something tells me they might ask for advice…hrmmm, I wonder how they are doing. It’s been a while since I’ve talked with her and Herbal since the visit of the temple.

She's been working on cultivating and keeping the newly growing forest clean. informed Lonil as she went on. theres not a hour a day she and her daughters are tending to it, and when in rare time they aren’t? They’re with their ‘King’ and what breeders they allow. Even a few males they were able to seduce into the colony, not many…

Jali Added in nervousness. theres been some sons that were born...but they’re aggressive, and *gulp* territorial, moreso than a few thought.

Looks like it’s a combination of Shiftling and Thestral instincts smash together. Mused Mercy as Lonil Told.

Far and few between, they aren’t easily scared or put down, the one name Herbal Asked a few warriors to get to pin one down...it didn’t go well for the warriors. Katty had to call them back and go home, she mentioned they equated to a Agresser Shiftlings.

Huh, rather interesting. Wonder if some mares will be turned on by that? Mused over Mercy some.

While she mused t, Mercy soon shook her head. Mostly when Lonil told, I know you want to get up to date, but you should probably update the changelings on the ship on what’s going on fully. Since you’re going to be here in the Hive, you need to make sure that they can work without you for a few months. Text can’t go, and I certainly can’t. And we’re not sure if Jali is ready for that sort of danger yet.

Sighing she spoke. One moment, switching and speaking to the Hive. Children? There’s some news, we will be making plans to fight Maltar. Moving around and gaining time for allies to assist us. However...I cannot go when the fight comes. hearing various voices as she went on. i know it’s hard to take. But with the eggs coming their way? It will he months till they arrive, and I’m afraid you will need to work together without me on the ship.

But my Queen….who will lead us? Asked one as Mercy smile in the Swarm mind as she told.

while I may not be among you, remember you have each other, and While Dejen is not a Changeling...he is still your king. Remember that. letting it sink in as she said. it is difficult, but I believe in you. All of you, remember that despite me not being on the ship, you all can still coordinate and work together.As a Clan.

My Queen….We’re a Hive. Spoke a drone as Mercy lightly laugh as she reminded in amusement.

Not when it comes to this ship and crew. Mercy soon Told. Be ready, for things will be difficult in the months. then switch connection as she told to the four. They Know now.

Good. was the rather curt response from Text. I’ll get a chamber cleaned up. You should of come back sooner, you know.

She’s just anxious because you're expecting children on the way. Half said/teased Lonil.

Smiling, Mercy began walking as she reminded. just make sure it’s big for three plus, I’m sure Dejen and Windy will want to sleep in with me whenever they get the chance.

So Mercy, have you and Dejen talk on...you know what? Having another pony with you? Asked Janil as Text snort in the Link.

I Sincerly doubt such a thing could of can happen. Even less the male should be content of having Mercy by herself.

Mercy rolled her eyes, but answer Jali. While he wouldn’t mind? He also know that it might not happen. He...thinks that it was difficult for me and Windy to fall in love with him, he doubts anymore will come, even more since he’s technically a wanted criminal. Overall I believe he just doesn’t see anyone actually trying, or in our case any pony. going on to add in amusement.

After all, who’s attracted to insane people?