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"I may know of the origins of your family. I may know that they are not like the abominations that the demons spout forth but others do not. You like many other are superficial creatures. Though you are intelligent and can change you still judge others on appearance. It is an instinct that has kept you alive for generations and is hard to overcome. Though you claim to be of greater standings you look down and reject those below you and scorn those above. There are variations as your kind is unpredictable but the instinct is there. In my champion, in those he cares for and in you as well. Survival and conflict go hand in hand, run or fight. Escape the harm or overcome it.

As she gestures in your direction you feel a gripping sensation as your core brightens.

"What other reason could there be for your very presence? Though you claim curiosity your intentions are conflict. You gave my champion a tithe of courtesy yet now you ignore him now. Put aside until he is useful to you once more. A tool with the name of friend who's purpose is to protect your family and ensure your happiness. I did not forget your request all those years ago and I shall not go back on my word. But heed this Bearers of the Glyph, though your intentions are pure they hold ramifications. And should you loose your grip that tool wich was so helpful may cause you harm."

The visage of Jorge says nothing as watches, his face hidden by the armor he wears religiously. Constantly changing, growing taller and shorter, healthy and sickly, pristine and battle worn.