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"That is good to hear." Warhammer said rather joyously. "Tell me, Tanundra, Do you fear what the Captian might do?"

"The Captain lives by his word. He never goes against it. It is strange how he can live so lawfully yet be an instrument of Chaos." Warhammer watched Meilikki sleep. "The Captain does not need an Oracle. He only sought her out because he heard about her from some merchants. He does enjoy to speak with people who are different from everyone else."

"In his homeland, there is no peace for Captian. Each day is another on the verge of destruction. His mother rules him with an iron fist, and forces him to lead her soldiers to victory, be it over Leafless Wood Elves, Moonless Elves, or Below high Elves, or even Drow should someone step to close. The infinate number of wars has caused the soceity to value killers, a menotneous layout of soldiers. His Drow crew are nothing more than distant members of his family, forced to be her by his will, but not regretiing it. OUt here, they can actually see the chaos... When you are in the eye of the storm, everything seems peaceful. But, being the winds of change..."

"The Captain will never betray the Oracle, then again, you have probably heard such utterances from others only to be disappointed. In all the long years I have served this Choas, he has always headed his word."

"If he didn't, I would be dead, and my kingdom crushed. Since I am alive, and my people thrive, I trust him completely."

Warhammer nodded in agreement. "Is life worth living if you know your future? A destiny is not so forboding, as it is still uncertain path... Not every progeny survives to claim his place." The minotaur looked at Tanundra and smirked, if it could be called that, "You and I have much in common."

"He has a way with women, but seldom abuses it." Warhammer replied. "His graduation ceremony scarred him from some vices."

"The Captain was not pleased to learn of her capture, nor does he blame you or anyone other than himself. He failed to forsee this; which to him is a failure to live. To be chaos, is to know chaos. This..." Warhammer shock his head, the long soft fur flowed about his back and shoulders. "I can tell you this much, the Captian will sooner keep her locked away then allow her to be harmed again, but..."

"The captain always trusts people to be themselves, and only punishes those who are not."

"Probably, that is why he is moody towards Malik."

"I do not know Malik, or anything of him, other than the Captian feels it is his duty to annoy him." Warhammer said calmly, "I can understand your feelings, I guess the Oracle was under the impression that the Captain would use Malik to destroy the fleet... He was going to do that, but she said not to let harm befall them, so he completely changed his plan. They were the bait, not the trap." Logical enough, Meilikki underestimated Tarathiel, which lead to her capture through sheer dumb luck.

"The Captain seems to be able to cause more chaos when he is trying to be nice."

"But you do see, in her advice she changed the future. The Captian took her message to heart and did not allow harm to befall Malik and Piper, though Piper seems quite willing to toss the Captain's efforts away." The minotaur added. His voice was somewhat enlighted, yet totally confused. "For a moment, I thought I saw a connection between some of the Captain's actions, but that does not explain everything."

The very air of the fortress was thick with tension. What with the killing of an ogre, and the taking of a collar. Not to mention that both Mistress and Master were gone. If they came back and found all this out and the even the mess...it would mean Piper letting Malik loose on them. Or worse... they all got thrown to the breakers. Mistress Piper liked her floors clean of blood and the like. A dead body certainly would not pass with the elf. Thus they went about cleaning up the mess their unknown assailant had left in his wake of mischief.

Of course that was only half the mentality of them. The others...were keen to the changes that had gone on. Piper was less demanding and seemed to follow Malik's lead. She wasn't screaming at them, hitting them, throwing things at them, didn't even threaten to use a collar. On the other hand, Malik was more so demanding and more outspoken where before he would quietly stand off to Piper's side with hands clasped behind his back. Like an attack dog waiting for a command really. Tides had seemed to turned, but they couldn't figure the slightest clue why.

He chuckled. No. She would not keep secerets from me. He knew her too wel. He always knew his Oracles well.

I am not prone to speculation much. He had blood on his hand early. I assume therefor that he is...busy with chaos.