He had a bad feeling about today. Just a tingle in his pan that told him today was not going to be enjoyable. He barely even wanted to get out of bed and it took him a while to.
He starts his day as he usually does. Making a meal for his kids and himself but, something was missing. He was out of honey.
Darn looks like he will have to buy some more after the kids eat. When they are done he walks with them. The two furry dragons behind him like shadows
No ones heard from them for hours at this point. Given his lack of activity nothing seems too off. That is until there is a sound of a whine and scratching on the door. It was the two dragons with the twins hanging from their shirts in the two dragons mouths. Emil was no where to be seen. And the dragons looked like as if they had just been through a pretty harsh beating. Their own version of blood, a sparkly black ooze, matted their fur as they waited for the door to be opened
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Shoggoth opened the door, chattering at the two creatures with a concerned sound. They hurried back to Azazel who was curled up in his nest with his son and idly munching on fruit salad and watching shows on his husktop. Azazel looked over and was instantly on his feet, expression stricken with worry and pale.
The dragons padded in and set the two young ones next to him. They were thankfully unhurt. Nothing on them suggested they were even touched.
Both of the dragons ears were laid back. A look of defeat on their face as they looked at him
Shoggoth instantly was hovering over them instantly, checking on them and jabbering, over up down sideways, back, forth. He didnât stop until he was satisfied they were okay and then looked at the dragons. He poked at the dried blood, flaking it off.
âWhat happened?â He asked, his voice faint and strained, it was clear there was a storm of rage being barely contained behind his mask. He was going to destroy whoever did this.
They settled down roughly. The darker dragon looked at Azazel with a tilt of his head and then his eyes started to glow. Projecting an image. No. It wasn't just an image but a memory.
It starts out with the five of them. The two dragons Emil and the two kids walking back from the village with a bag of honey in his hand. Then the bag drops and jars of honey are heard breaking as Emil was grabbed and a metal blindfold put over his eyes to take away any sort of psiionic.
He tried going for the kids. He really did but the dragons bite and clawed at him. He was just as forceful to them. Using what looked like a large lance to keep them off.
His face was never seen by them. He kept it hidden with a mask.
Who was this guy
