Elder Blood Witcher 500 Anxious Spider

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Reima "Okay... Anastacia, Dusk, you guys doing good?" he asks them.

Anastacia nods, "The sky is falling but It's very pretty... Who knew the destruction of the world would be so beautiful."

Reima "It does look cool I suppose..."

Dusk "I'm glad you're back Sir Reima, everyone's been on edge since the decay started... We all know it'll be a hundred to a thousand years before the end starts but it's still scary."

Reima "Hm, what you guys didn't expect me to come back?" he says with a chuckle.

She looks aghast at him, shocked that he'd ever imply such a thing. However when he begins chuckling she shakes her head and continues, "No, never! Those who'd say such a thing would be punished!"

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Reima "Err, what?"

Dusk is about to reply but Rhea kicks her in the back of her leg, "My apologies your holiness, she seems to be confused about something."

Reima eyes Dusk who sheepishly glances between him and Rhea. "Is something wrong? This fanatical religious s.h.i.t is getting on my nerves." he says with furrowed brows.

Anastacia "We wish only to serve the true G.o.ds, those that wish for our success instead of dooming us to eternal torment. You and Lord Solaire are those G.o.ds Reima."

Reima sighs, "Yeah? Well, can you guys just tune it down... No punishments for "Heretics", no forceful conversion and certainly no f.u.c.king prayer ceremonies dedicated to me... Also, was it you guys who designed those new robes and armour?"

Behind him Solaire coughs into his gauntlet, "Err, that was me my friend... It was this or a bunch of steel suits of armour with your face carved into them..."

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Reima gets a cold sweat at the thought of around fifty Chaos Servants running around with his face carved into their armour. "Ah.. That's good then... But, what's with the focus on Dragons?" he asks.

Solaire shrugs, "Dragons legendary beasts of power and elegance... Plus, they look. Hmm, how would you say?... Cool?"

Reima snorts at his friend, "Yeah, I guess they are... Oh, by the way our old friend is coming along with us... He's sat over there on the bridge." he says, nudging his head in the Everlasting Dragons direction all the while holding the portal open.

Priscilla who'd only just now let go spots it and waves at it, apparently having been introduced by Solaire while he was gone.

The Dragon in the distance raises it's head at her and gives a nod before going silent again.

Reima "Alright... Yo, Chaos Servants! Get in a line and starts walking through the portal!" he shouts at the still kneeling group.

They all start slowly moving and organising themselves, however just as they start a woman wearing onion armour comes walks into view of the portal.

Reima "Sieglinde!?" he shouts, grabbing her attention.

Siegline "Greetings Reima! Give me a moment while I organise the troops." she states as she efficiently commands them into a line. With a surprising degree of uniformity and discipline they all pick up the heavy sacks before marching on through and standing to attention while the others present watch.

Ciaran "Reminds me of Captain Ornstein and the Silver Knights." she states as she watches the drill.

Andre "Whaddya think of thar' armour?" he asks her with crossed arms.

Ciaran "Looks functional... More ornate than even the knights though."

Andre "Good answer, cause I made them!" he says with a smile, revealing a few missing teeth.

Vamos "You did? Looks like they could use some fire resistance, I can see the signs of Pyromancy on them."

Andre shrugs, "Apparently the gear that had fire resistance made their spells weak'ar, no idea how that flamin' soul magic works."

The blacksmiths begin discussion the different ways of applying fire resistant properties to steel and fabric as the last of the Chaos Servants come through the portal.

Sieglinde "They're all ready for battle Sir Reima! Those Wraiths don't stand a chance!" she says while presenting him with her fist.

He fist b.u.mps her and nods, "Thanks, good to see you guys are taking it seriously... Just remember that none of you will be undead when we leave. Once you die it's for good."

Rhea "Being released from Gwyn's curse fills us all with hope your Holiness!"

Through the portal Quelana drags someone into view, Quelaag wears the same red silk dress he'd gifted her. Her long black hair seems to have been washed and a few strands braided, there's also signs of what looks like makeup?

Quelana "Come on Quelaag! You're keeping everyone waiting!"

Quelaag "Let go, I haven't done my nails yet!!! What if he sees them!!"

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Quelaag stops as she spots the portal, and through it everyone is staring at her, along with the one person she'd been so anxious to meet.

Reima "I'm sure your nails are good enough, can you guys come through the portal already? I think my leg's fallen asleep..."

Quelana slaps Quelaag on the back, the flames on her spider lower-half increase in intesity as she starts scuttling through.

Quelana steps through behind her as Reima closes the portal. Quelaag looks at him with red cheeks, not being able to focus on him without looking away.

Reima smiles at her and taps the floor with his foot which causes the ground to raise, he uses the elevated position to give her a tight hug. "Why're you wearing makeup? You're beautiful regardless." he says which smashing the tense atmosphere around the Chaos Witch.

Quelaag "I'm glad your finally back!" she exclaims as she returns his hug with a tight one of her own.