Meeting of the gods

"A necromancer" Adros observed looking at the skull, he said "I almost chose that ability myself; went with sorcerry instead though, didn't want our dear sister making necrophillia jokes."

"Yes, but he's on fire. He should have a cool name to reflect this."

"You can name his as you please easy as water down a duck's back." He replies with a shrug .

"Xiuhcoatl the Destroyer," She said softly, and went to add him to her collection.

"So...y'all live up here...in the head of a dragon...that's...strange."

"The carving of the head of the dragon, yes." Adrios said to him "Dad like's dragons I guess... also wolves... apparently"

"...I hate him."

"I don't but that's Understandable... where did you come from?" Adrios asked curious

"My mother was a titan , after I was born she took me and ran , far far away from dear 'ol daddy...didn't do a plum lick of good as you can see." He replies as he extends a hand "It's a real pleasure to meet y'all though."

Kerrigan had returned to stand there looking creepy.

Adros shakes the hand "Our mother is the Oracle here. I'm sorry to hear dad got to yours given how... commited he can be at times, is she alright?"

"No."

"How bad?" Adros wondered

"She's not dead so...there's that."

"Well that's good..." Adrios said awkwardly, then asked "Hey are you hungry?"

"Famished yes." He replies with a nod.

"Let me show you to the kitchen" Adrios offered

Al nods quickly with a pleasant smile yet there was something in those black and orange eyes Andros just could not shake , something that seemed almost contrary to the rest of him. Though currently relaxed they flashed with a fierce, unyielding fire , their color so vibrant and loud as though the man was attempting to burn their image into his mind.

Kerrigan followed the newcomer like a lost sheep, for his mind and all she could not see in it intrigued her and she was determined to break down those walls and find out what he was made of.

Yet for quite a while she finds no cracks upon it's near adamantine surface..

And so she did the only reasonable thing, and that was to barrage his mind with all that she had.

'Bless your heart sugar , those probes'll prove about as effective as a screen door on a submarine.' He replies with a sly smile sprinkled with just a hint of attitude. Because while his telepathic attacks were weak in comparison to hers , a year of blocking out his father's constant probes had made his defense impregnable, and her attack was kinda like throwing a barrage of Nerf darts at a Kodiak Bear.

"She does that a lot." Adros commented, she had a tendency to read all their minds, they were fortunate that any form of suggestion or attack on them was quite limited. As they approached the kitchen they could smell someone cooking burgers.

Her mind, in comparison, was like a book as she rarely had to hide it from anyone, save her father of course.  Still she continued with her attacks on his stupid mind.

"Hmmn , if you want to see so much sug , you could just kindly ask." He suggests calmly.