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Heading up through the many songs, being waved at by all the bone hands inside their cages, and several reaching out to grope her, Or alternatively gently stroke her tails and ears through the Song of Bones, Christine eventually found herself on the roof, looking at Dillian, who was comfortably sitting cross legged in front of the largest reptilian head on any animal Christine had ever seen.

It took up most of the roof, and was as black as the rest of the castle, with gigantic sparkling eyes, and it rumbled deep in it's throat, turning, as she came up, Dillian smiling. There she is, That's Christine. Friend and Owner Both... a Rrrrare thing. Be Welcome. it said, managing to articulate quite well with what Christine saw was a pair of long, forked tongues behind shining white teeth. The many ridges that lined it's spine seemed to shift and move slowly when it spoke, and rattled slowly as it inhaled, glowing softly for a moment.
 
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Mostly dodging the hands that try to grope her and ignoring or politely nodding at the others, Christine passes through the Song of Bones and eventually finds herself at the roof, eyeing an enormous dragon, black as the night. "Greetings," she replies, dropping into a slight curtsy before moving to sit next to Dillian.
 
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The Dragon huffs slightly as Christine sits down, Dillian leaning into her shoulder a little. I miss the old days, when people saw me they would scream, or pray, or beg. It was the rarity to simply hear a 'Hello' But pushing into the human realm is too much work anymore. it griped, curling fully around the pair and resting it's head in front of them on it's enormous paws.

Also Fox, you owe me several kobolds. it finished, tilting it's head slightly. Now I have no one to scratch the hard to reach places.
 
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"I've spent the past days dealing with a demon, an angel, a fey queen, undead monsters and a wide variety of other unwholesome things. You look very impressive, but I'm just not about to start panicking unless you look like you're going to breathe fire or something." Christine replies, leaning back against Dillian. "They were yours? I had no idea."
 
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Impressive. That's how you grow young one. In my day it was uphill in the snow both ways. The Dragon answered, seeming to chuckle deep in his throat. And yes, they were mine. I am Hissortol, He who Dreams the Abyss. Angels are always such... boring creatures. Staring into the void I have seen all Order has to offer. But Chaos... Chaos is beautiful and twisting. Full of Life, Change. But it is all an act in the end. The Truth lies Deeper then both.... Hissortol murmured, seeming to lose himself in that moment as he stared at something Christine couldn't see, or perhaps, that she'd already been shown. The Equation of the Maelstrom burned in her as Hissortol stared.

A word of Advice Foxling. Neither is to be trusted, you are an ant to them in the end. Even if an interesting one. Perhaps one day you will rise to their stature, when you do, do not forget you were once small. As for my Kobolds, well. They're not the most articulate of creatures. But they are faithful, zealous. I will ask for recompense in one form, or another.
 
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"I'm pleased to meet you, Hissortol." Christine replies, tasting the feel of the name. "I am, of course, at your service. I'd rather not let such debt linger."
 
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Very well. Then I shall be plain in speech. You will carry my mark to the north and present it to the council there. They are to know I still watch. He said. I am oathsworn to defend this keep until war is declared. It... is an old game, and one I enjoy playing with the Fey. Reminding them I still exist, the creature that brought the Citadel of Winter to it's knees... he said, laughing deep in his chest, shaking the air while Dillian raised an eyebrow. Just reminding them they're still prey? he said, Hissortol laughing louder and nodding his head.
 
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Christine shrugs and lets out a short laugh. "At this rate I'll have to ask the council to schedule an extra session just so they can deal with all the messages I'll be delivering, but sure. I'll deliver you mark. Do you know of anyone else who would like a message delivered to the north? I might as well make sure I won't need to make the trip twice."
 
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Hahaha, that is the Spirit! But no! I don't know of anyone else. Here you are. He said, biting his tongue it seemed, a drop of blood rolling into the air, drifting an darting lazily, black and shining like it's owner, before crystallizing into a spiral, a dragon devouring it's own tail, the small pendant settling into her hand. What of you Hunter? he asked Dillian, the hunter rolling his shoulders and sighing. I've made peace with all of this. he answered, Hissortol nodding. Under this keep, in it's heart is where the blade lies. Deliver it to it's resting place in the hands of Derst. What becomes of it after is between you and him. It is my hope he will train you. he said, Dillian nodding and snuggling into Christine. They were soon interrupted by the infernal pink pussy, which pawed it's way up on top of Hissortol's head, the Dragon looking upwards at it. Behold. I am Haunted. Or is this thing yours Christine?
 
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Christine watches the blood flow into shape and takes the pendant, regarding it curiously. As Hissortol continues his talk with Dillian, the familiar reappears, making its way on the dragon's head. Giggling, Christine admits that it is indeed hers. "The little thing just keeps popping up everywhere. Not that I mind."
 
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Hrm... Good. Though now I want a cat of my very own He grumbled, Dillian smooching Christine on the cheek in a very cute and affectionate way, the cat curling up on Hissortol's hat and taking a nap cos fuck you guys, I'm a cat.

What should we do Mistress? he asked, tilting his head. The bone cages gave me a sad handjob earlier. Very lazy.
 
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Christine giggles again as the familiar decides to take a nap on the warmest place it could find, then slowly stands up. "You could ask the pixies. They'd probably help."I'll come see you again later, Hissistorl." Christine says, again giving the dragon a small curtsy before heading back downstairs to her rooms.
 
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Dillian shrugged as Christine didn't decide on anything to do with him, and instead headed back to her rooms, Dillian heading further down to deal with his own thing. Inside the room Tam and Ashlie were loose, looking tired, well... frustrated in Tam's case. The belt had protected her!! Ashlie's tail was all frizzed and she'd certainly had fun though.
 
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As Dillian seems to have his own idea what to do, Christine takes his hand and kisses the hunter softly before leading him to her rooms with a smile on her face. "That belt is probably more trouble than it's worth." she comments seeing Tam's frustration, and tosses the key to Ashlie before leading Dillian to bed.
 
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Dillian returns the kiss, before following her instead, and her tossed key bounces off Ashlie's boob, the squirrel girl moving clumsily to free Tam from the evils of.... The Belt.

Heading to the bedroom with Christine, Dillian slid a hand down her bare back, fingers gliding through the fur of her tails. Hmm. How can I help you Mistress? he asked playfully.
 
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Laying down on her stomach, Christine wraps her tails around Dillian. "You can start with a massage and telling me what you were doing with that dragon." she replies, almost purring.
 
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Dillian slides up over her as Christine lays down and wraps her tails around him, the man making sure to gently glide his fingers back down through her tails, up her spine, to her pointed ears, scratching and rubbing them for a long moment. Sure thing. he said, starting on her neck with one hand, the other still toying with her ears and scalp with slow forceful strokes of his fingers. The Dragon I met by accident. Wanted to see the area from the roof and he asked me to help him keep an oath. Wants a sword delivered to an old friend. I told him we were going north and it's along the way. he said, working slowly.
 
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Christine lets out a satisfied sigh as Dillian scratches her ears. "We seem to attract all sorts of odd requests here. I guess no-one wants to leave." she comments while relaxing in Dillian's massage.
 
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I'm not sure they can leave this place.... Dillian mused, starting to work the tension out of her back, rough hands sliding over her smooth skin firm and deep to rid her body of the stress of the day. Outside they heard a gasp which was quickly muffled. Seemed someone was working out Tam's pent up tensions as well.

Hissortol I Know can't leave. Oathbond to stay. Lillith I have no idea but she's comfy here that's certain.
 
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"Mmm. Good point." Christine replies, glad to hear that Tam and Ashlie are getting along. Letting the massage continue for a good while, the kitsune eventually turns on her back and starts teasing Dillian with her tails.
 
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