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Elias let out a powerful sigh, as he rose slowly from where he was seating. He could hear the voices of all those that were in the manor and yet those voices seemed so far in the distant that he often felt that he would never reach them in time, but such was his curse, he had to pay for the sins of his own and of his fathers. He made his way once more into the kitchen, this time not even bothering to nod to the pair as they talked. Elias was many things, and stubborn as a mule. "Que se manchen" he thought to himself with a sly grin on his face as he poked his head into the fridge to see if he could find something to qwell his appetite.

"Us? we are...we don't know. We have not contemplated our state before. Our purpose was to please and serve others. if they were pleased, we were pleased. We would say we are..content."

He finished off his bowl, and set it aside for the moment.

"tells us about your Egypt. Bastet told us of it being a desert, with a river..called the Nile. Tell us about it's people. We wear a Collar of it's make, and we would know how to best represent ourselves by it."

"How to best represent yourself by it?" She thought a moment. "Well the one you wear is more for fashion and personal statement putposes. There were basically two kinds of classes in Egypt. You were either dirt poor or stinking rich. That's just the way it was. But collars, like I asid, were just a statement. If you were a slave however, you wore a...different...collar. I myself wore one at a time. But that aside." She paused for a moment. "Ah yes, the River Nile, Lifeblood of Egypt. We depended on that river, especially since it didn't rain much. Once about oh...every few years. Could be why I love the rain so much." A smile to him. "Anything specific you want to know?"

((I said Ecara was down for a mid afternoon nap....))
She looked back to Elias, givng him a rather comforting smile. "Well don't go my route and think too hard, give you heaches."

Shin yawned, streching as she stumbled in to the hall way, heading towards the kitchen. Ever since her little Shape-changing excursion, her sleeping patterens had been shot, and she hadn't bothered to look out the window to see if it was even daylight ouside. Din't really matter, nor did she really care, as she pulled her dark brown hair back, twisting it in on itself, before pulling it in to a pony tail.

Maybe someone had left some coffee in the coffee maker, or something, though she was willing to make her own, she couldn't drink an entire pot all by herself, with out it going cold first. She had a tendency of getting lost in her own thoughts whenever she sat still for more than a few minutes, which led to ice cold coffee and little time to get anything else done. Though, truth be told, there wasn;t much that she had been doing, aside form constantly running through sword forms, and sending Larie off to do small, inconsequental things that kept the dragon busy, out of trouble, and in good shape.

she blinked as she rounded the corner, standing in the door way, not really expecting anyone there. barely any taller than she used to be, she stood stock still, head tipped to the side, brwn hair hanging down in a thick curtain, stll unruly as ever, only waist length, instead of shoulder. had she still possessed her tail and ears, they would have been twitching with distaste, she should have heard them. Or at least smelled them. Or something. She lost a lot with this human form, but the gains were worth it, if only just.suddenly realizing she was standing in the doorway like a jackdaw fool and her mouth hanging open, she snapped back to herself, rubbing the back of her neck sheepishly, meekly walking over too the cabnite, and pulling a cup down.

"Uh....Hi Aurah...Cymarron....uhm...do you know what time it is??"

she asked, turning to look at them with dark emerald green eyes. She didn't notice Elias hardly at all, registering there was some one else there, but not who it was. If she recignized him, then she would greet him. well, wether she did or not didn't mean anything, but the fact there was some one trying to find the end to a bottomless refidgerator registered. Barely.

He titled his head. the Den mother had been a slave? that was surprising to him. she certainly did not act like she had ever been one.

"Courtship? how did one gain status? did slaves have their own status? did you have slaves bred for pleasure? combat? work? How did the pack leaders keep control? Did you worship spirits like Cymarron, or like the elves or other humans, worship the beings called gods? Did you wear much metal like Cymarron's Collar? what were the usual items? Did many read or write? Bastet said she would teach us. another thing we need to ask of her. Did the Den mother have status in her homelands? a great pride leader?"

Of course after he'd completed his string of questions, he realized the first one, and if you could see under the fur, almost blanched at asking the Den mother about that subject.

Shins eyes went wide, slowly realizing who had been raiding the refidgerator. Sghe had forgotten about him....Odd, since she didn't seem to have done much here other than gaurd the insufferable man, but she had.

"Elias?"

She frowned slightly, remebering a fight with an archangel, over the daggers she wore at her waist. a faedded memory, to be sure, to her it had been years. to them, days, a few weeks at most.

"What are you still doing here? I thought you had gone off with those kids you're babysitting."

Short, and to the point. She didn't much enjoy being thrown back into a life she had walked away from, nor did she enjoy having to re learn evrything, and re-remember. the remembering was a pain in the a**, to be sure. what were thier names?...Dawn's, and twilight's, she could remember, but for soem reason, she couldn't quite recall the others..It had been a long time, and she didn't know the girls very long...perhaps that was it. Or maybe she had more holes in her head then she recalled. at any rate, she stoon there watching him with eyes that erily resembles twilights, dark emerald green, almost the same shade as the DeepDragons scales. her hair was still touseld, though it was pulled back in to some seblance of a pony tail, even if whisps and strands hung forward in to her face.

((food time be back soon))

"Well, I am cursed never to be allowed to have a love stay with me for any great length of time." He answered to the doomed question.

"Usually, after such an engagement, I would joke about seeing other people, I never really hide my past from anyone..." Nelphean said with a sheepish smile, "But obviously I dont' think that is appropriate here, as well, there is no one else."