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That we're still unsure of Crow. We think perhaps the false god had something to do with it. You didn't collapse until he left.. *he sighed and rubbed his head closing his crimson eyes* For once, we might have to admit that we cannot take this threat on alone. We need Trygon. As much as we hate having to admit we need to confide in the dragon we know we have no other choice

But of course *he said reaching down with his powerful arms lifting both Crow and his son up into them holding her* Anywhere specific would you like to venture to. Or are our arms a good place right now? *he said with a half grin*

Then in them we shall keep you and lanshor *he said laying a kiss upon her cheek then the top of lanshor's head. His mind in thought still but he could push them aside for his beloved and his son*

To where my beloved?

But of course *he said as the air grew heated and the three of them vanished in a formless cloud traveling the distance from RDS to the great planet of phyrexia*

Robe tattered and eyes bright, Trygon shook his head as he finished reading the recent past. He'd been away again, and everything had gone to hell here. Lovely. At least he remembered what had happened this time, and no longer had to suffer the weeks-long void in his memory. He raised his eyes to the celing as he tore four furrows in the stone wall outside Crow's door.

"And once again it falls to me to protect Crow when Yawgmoth is unable... Or unwilling..."

He snorted quietly and thought over the situation. Slaanesh was, in and of himself, less then nothing. No threat to the dragon, and obviously scared witless at the mere thought of a confrontation. Trygon dealt with this dreck on a daily basis. But this one had his hooks in a friend, and that was unacceptable. He also had the power to evade the dragon, and that was worse then unacceptable. That was blasphemy.

"Item A... Slaanesh is not aware of my connection to Crow. He is also not aware that I repaired the long term damage that Yawgmoth did."

He closed his eyes and thought. This was true. Much as he hated to do it, he was going to have to attack Slaanesh through his one weakness, his unwillingness to let his hooks out of Crow.

"Item B... If Slaanesh manifests in any real way, he's ********. I can drop him easily."

This almost went without saying. At least in Trygon's mind.

"Item C... Yawgmoth is quickly moving out of 'Amusingly bumbling' and into 'Obnoxiously incompetent. He may need to be killed."

The dragon didn't want it to come to that. Not out of any compassion for the would-be god, but because Crow cared for him, for whatever reason. She was powerful, and a Dragon... But Trygon would not question her reasons.

"Item D... A Chaos fluctuation disturbed the form of Slaanesh."

This last one was easily the most important of the lot... With that thought on his mind, Trygon invited himself into Crow's room, and took to his roost again. He was weakened by his... Condition, and needed sleep. Lots, of sleep...

crazies eyes flash open and he raises to his feet walking out of the shadows sensing his mistress home...

She staggers to her bed. A bit weak still.