“Our guardian god is leeching from a poor adventurer as always," Ajax sighs dramatically. Still, he indulges and scratches under his chin. Of course, it is only a matter of time before he's called back home. The ginger argues to cease the needless sacrifices.
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"I did not leave to punishment the people of Morepesok.” Rex Lapis narrow his eyes. To say that he's angered would be an understatement. "There is simply no reason to stay in a land where my mate is not."
Suddenly, a familiar touch takes ahold of his ashen arm and pulls at his attention.
Morax’s gaze softens as he takes the ginger’s hand to warm in his. "….Yes. You were born with a geo mark that only I can see."