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"Yes but just because they know something is up does not mean they know all the details enough to pronounce it a threat." Giving a little cute snicker snort at him however. "And us surface elves are so easily poisoned by any of your dreaded underdark everythings." Patting his head though in soothing motherly fashion since he was whining and she was going to mess with him about it. "I have been miserable and you're not anywhere near it A'Mael. I can guarrentee that. If anyone is close to miserable right now that I solidly know if, it's Dhair."

"I thought we agreed that I was the one who thought these negative things, so you could tell me I was wrong and then the universe would then be balanced and it would all be prevented from happening." Frowning. "No, I'd crash course her and make her do it herself. She could be here with it, but she'd be the on at it's beck and call."

Taking the bag he merely sayed quiet as his thoughts wanted to wander. But wasn't that cute, she was so happy. Footsteps however made his ears twitched and he turned his attention to the little female elf who stood behind them with a Draithix on top of her head. This must be Malik daughter.

Indeed she had slipped away from others and had made her way to where there was a ton of noise going on that wasn't pretty to hear at all. It bothered her immensly and she knew who was making it. More or less completely ignoring the other two elves, or the fact that Broog was being hugged, she half looked at the ogre. "Broog, you're making a lot of bad noise and it hurts my ears." Angry pout.

Khai gave a grunt and jumped awake at the pain that shot through his nose. Ow what? Oh she was having bad reveries again. She could was quite flail inclined when she was having those and this wouldn't be the first time he got socked because of it. Giving a few blinks as he tried to orient himself he rubbed at her back soothingly. "It's alright Kaelin. You don't have to worry about any of those things anymore."

"You are wrong. They have no children yet and we like it that way. Only when they're ready is that okay." Shrugging lightly. "She's not responsible enough, Sevilin. She'll be terrified, probably leave the baby here and hurry away. Of course, you have runes so it'd be easy to drag her back. So then she'd plan and execute another plan. If she doesn't take care of the little one, she knows I would because I refuse to see a baby neglected like that. It's why I took care of Savvy. Then again, maybe motherhood would cause her to grow up a bit. It did me."

She didn't expect a hug in return and merely regained her balance as she was set back down. Giving the child a cursory look over, she frowned and moved to stand next to Ty. The child was blind. Interesting. And it had been about a half hour so Malik should be calling them very soon.

She wasn't crying which was an improvement over normal times. Khai gradually calmed her down with his stroking and she lifted her head and kissed his chin. "I hit you in the face again, didn't I? I'm sorry..."

"Alright then. I'll ship him off with Tyyrael. tell him it's to make sure things so smoothly and it's important and that should at least lessen the whining and complaining."

but yes, little wist was coming through the door with his box of devices and a little flustered that the two he'd spent making them for weren't there...malik just waved him off a bit.

"they are easing thier anxious nature. you did well and you get rewarded as usually. you can try to use those mender bot blueprints you ordered from norrath."

the little gnome practically ran out the door at that, before malik stroked Malvolence to send word to Tyyrael that his devices were in order and that he had a request for his assistance.


Broog nodded lightly, even if she couldn't see it.

"It's a beddie bunk. you's in da top ones, but yous can get downs."

He picked her up and set her down on the floor by the draithix.

"Yeps peoples here. dey just heres to talks to yers fadder doe. dey not stay long. dey help broog when he went to get nice tings for yous mudder. so broog makes dem nice tings. and dey to bigs to lifts even for broogs."

patting her on the head lightly, before looking at tyyrael.

"Noes, she's not posed to bes, but we lets her. broog and hers lil secret. she likes to listen to broog works sometimes. play game guess what broog making. she gud at it. and she get to listen to da finger wigglers. dunno why she like to do dat doe."

the broog though a moment, and gave a small clap.

"Shows da peoples da new eye thing yous can doos. its a neater trick thing."

"She'd be just as stubborn, Sevilin and you know it. You can't force someone to be a mother." She had taken care of Savryn out of guilt but it had also been for the child's benefit and welfare. Piper wasn't capable and Malik refused. That had left her. "Yes, well, perhaps she'd embrace it much faster than I did. She doesn't have our past to deter her."

Lhia watched in horror as the child was plopped onto the top bunk. This could go so very badly...and it almost did. She very nearly screamed when the child looked ready to topple off the higher bunk but apparently this was normal and handled quickly. Her trick only made Lhia blink a few times but before she could say anything, she was being tugged back upstairs. "Bye Broog. Take care until next time."

"I still feel kind of funny, but I suppose I'm better than I was." Lifting a hand to her forehead and cheeks and frowning. "I'm flushy." Which was the thing that had put her in bed in the first place. "Did Lady Inthara say how long this would linger?"

"Mmm...yes you can. Usually it's the child that's doing the forcing." Giving her that 'you should know this, don't deny it' look. Zykariel had done an excellent job of making Zahara mother him, even when she didn't want to. "No she doesn't but whatever comes, I think you need to worry less about it. You can't prevent everything and you can't make everything happen the way you think it should." He had learned that a long time ago. Which is why he appeared to go with the flow so easily.

They headed back to Malik's study and were greeted with explanation on the matter. Apparently this deal just got more and more interesting. "Thank you D'vinn. I'll work out payment with you later." Giving a nod however. "The boy can come, he's been there before but he hasn't seen much. With the plane shut down you can at least rest assured that he can wander to his heart's content without worry. Even from Mahlari." Looking to Lhia then. "Let's head back and deal with this and worry about the rest." Cutting a look back to D'vinn. "I'll wait a few moments more for you to inform your son."

Ugh, no pick ups...oh well. She was quite used to that from a few people. Dropping her hands she listened to him. "I like noise when I walk." But he probably meant a lot of noise and a lot of noise wasn't fun and yes they would be heavy. However she gave a look and sound of delight at Broog's words. That was a fantastic idea! Plopping down for a few seconds she slipped her boots off and got herself back up, holding the little leather boots up high for him to take. "Do that!" That was just so great, he boots would be safe again. And knowing Broog, he'd probably patch job the little chew holes and shine them as well. Asking Broog to do anything to something old was often like getting back something completely new.

"Not really. She just said you should rest until you're feeling better. Flailing around I'm sure doesn't help at all. Bet if you just sat quietly somewhere she'd let you out of bed. If staying in bed is making your restless and such."

Malik's hand rested on teh pommel of his sword, summoning his son in no uncertain terms to come to the lounge. He really wasn't in the mood to argue with him again and this time he had his wife to back him up on the decision to n** it in the bud when it did come up.

"I take it Broog's surprise worked out well for you?"

motioning to the bag they had, and waiting for his youngest son, who had better hurry up and get here. neither he nor the brigade master wanted to be waiting very long.


Broog picked up the boots in one hand and set them on his work desk and put Savy up in the special spot he had for her to be close to what he was doing but not in any danger. he'd use mithril for this. tough but light. so he dug around and got a couple larger bars and threw them in the furnace container letting the metal heat up and looking over her boots. he's layer the toe area in a mithril plate, and at the heel.

"Broog fix them up guds. they be pretties adn they be safes from chews."