*Zephyr approaches the brilliant trio of lights he sees dancing in the darkened sky, a smile stretching across his face.
Zephyr: Oh most brilliant of Magi. I have come from afar to see your radiance and have heard all about your greatness. I've heard tales of your granting mortals a wish of their choosing. I have one on my mind, of course. My offering first.
*A medium-sized bag drops onto the ground containing a variety of berries. They all look to be of pretty good quality. A jar of water also joins the party of berries too. The jar is ornately decorated with intricate patterns.*
Zephyr: I hope this is sufficient for ones as spectacular as yourselves. As for my wish, I want you. The rayquaza I had escaped from my grasp and so I wish to gain that power back. And what better way to become powerful than to have beings as mighty as yourselves by my side. So please, join me. Do as I command in the kingdom of Cirrolus. Make me the most powerful ruler ever! Having the power of a god would mean that no one could go against my reign. Of course, I would allow you to have some freedom in my kingdom so you're not completely chained up like my last toy. Unless you disobey me, that is. So, what do you say, oh great and mighty Magi? Will you fulfil my wish?
[Upon hearing this request, the Magi back away from Zephyr. Unsure of what he could possibly do if they were to get close, they pulled away for safety and to deliberate. Could someone really be so... selfish? In all their years of working together, they had never run into someone with such a desire.]
[Even if they were somehow unhappy with their roles in this universe, to be so blatant and transparent in such a request was... bold, to be put kindly.]
[However they were put at ease, sensing a presence nearby in the underbrush.]
[Deer are not known to stalk, and so the way that Versi had begun to creep into the scene was unnerving at best. Something stirred within the Wyrdeer, their growing agitation pulling the attention away from the trio of lights to make a better escape.]
To be so open in your draconian ways, even the most corrupt would know to hold their tongue in regards to their plans. Truly, how stupid can you be?
This is not my domain, but I would believe that those in charge would banish you from this isle if you are to continue your behavior. This is a gathering of peace and relaxation, and you are not to threaten said peace of beings.
[Versi gets into Zephyr's personal space, staring him down as their feature being to morph into something-someone-else.]
[Unlike Zephyr, the Magi are not selfish. An offering is an offering after all, and at the feet of the Prince lay a bundle of foxglove, scarlet geraniums, and lobelias. All the while Versi continued to verbally eviscerate the Prince, making note of what the Magi had presented.]
You must be incredibly insecure in your abilities as a ruler to make such bold claims of harnessing the power of the very gods that you supposedly worship. In your stupidity you create a malevolent image of yourself that I would hope your subjects would rebel against. I hope your gods refuse to cast their light on you from this moment on.
[Passing by the poor guard to the Prince, the Magi bestow a crown of chamomiles onto Adjutor before continuing on to other guests of the festivities.]
We hope that this small gift brings you energy in adversity, perhaps even mercy.
These flowers are very strong as well. If you are in need of relaxation, they will do wonderfully in a tea.
