Martin
"How.. Fortuitous." Roesia giggled a bit as the prince spoke of his desire to hunt. It was indeed, but the way she spoke was a bit like that of a snobby noble. Not to make fun of the prince, but of the diplomats Astalios had likely recently been dealing with. Watching on quietly as the prince dismounted from his magnificent steed, she took up walking alongside him as they headed down into the main city. They'd be at the forest soon enough, but the chance to catch up was a welcome one. The inquiry on Roesia's recent whereabouts was one that gave the huntress pause before she remembered Sevi. "Oh! I actually had a question for you, now that you ask how 'lively' the forest has been. I ran into a creature I have never seen before in my life, nor one I've ever read about or heard of."

As the two continued along, they soon approached the small stables where Roesia's own horse was tied up at. Retrieving her companion, the prince and huntress continued on, walking comfortably under the cool day's sun. "Twas all black, from head to toe. Like the night's sky with no stars, save for its glowing red eyes and horns." Roesia seemed more than fascinated as she continued. "The creature could speak, actually. It had basic sentience, it wielded a weapon but it didn't seem to know much of anything. Poor thing didn't even know what an apple was." A faint smile of pity washed over Roesia's face before she continued. "When I asked what it was doing there or what it was, the words it formed weren't proper common at all. All I know is its name was Sevi."

Turning the corner of one of the many streets in the capital, Roesia turned her eyes to the prince, fully curious of what such a creature like Sevi could be. "Ever heard of such a beast?"
Eula
"Fortuitous is an excellent word to describe it." *He concluded, the joke missing him by about a half a mile as he handed her back the silver statue of the stag she had used to gain his ear. His favor, of course, was not a very fickle thing, and so the stags were meant to be reusable once they had gotten to him. A recharge of the enchantment had done the trick.

As they continued along, their footfalls slowly synchronizing as he led the horse by the reins, he kept an eye out for alleys beside them, so as to make sure that it was not an extended trap, though he very much doubted Roesia would do such a thing. Perhaps there was danger he did not know of, but it was likely that the city would function just fine and leave them alone.*

"Hello, Angus." *He reached for the Clydesdale's nose and gave it a few pets as Roesia retrieved it, and he fell into line alongside Tempest behind them.* 

As she explained about the creature, several beats struck his mind like the strings of a pianoforte, resonating within his memory to produce the music of a history lesson once taken long ago.*

"A creature matching that description..." *His brow furrowed as he plucked from the library of his thoughts the correct volume and cracked it open.* "It would have to be a Scathis, though they are believed to be more mythological than real. You say you saw one in the Greenheart?" *He asked, concerned that such a thing had appeared in his kingdom.*

"They are said to be the children of tieflings and aasimar, creatures of mixed destiny and perhaps woeful fate. Neither male nor female, demonic or angelic, mortal or god. Its name was Sevi..." *He considered, his fingers brushing his chin as he continued to mull it over.* "Quite an interesting encounter, I would say."
Martin
Smiling fondly as the prince greeted her companion in such a friendly way, Roesia listened intently to Astalios's thoughts and answer, but the name 'Scathis' did not wring any bells within the huntresses mind. Furrowing her brow in confusion, the explanation of such a creature did in fact sound like something from a fairy tale. Eyeing Astalios curiosly, it almost seemed as though his information on the beings came from a story his mother told him rather than a factually written book. What was even worse was Roesia had studied her entire youth of the world. She knew a lot more than she had originally let on, and while she hated hiding things from the man she's come to call friend, Roesia simply couldn't risk her parents finding her. Not with her affliction still. It was something she'd never rid herself of, after all.

"I have never heard of such a thing, your highness. Are they known to be benevolent?" The slightly concerned look on Astalios's face was one that brought a slight worry to Roesia's own. If Sevi was a dangerous beast, their presence in the Greenheart was unwelcome. Roesia had come to love and care for the forest as it was her home, and has been since she had driven herself from the comfort of the noble home in Findara she was born in. The more the two talked, the closer they neared the edge of the capital where the path into the Greenheart Forest began. Stopping near the gate out of the city, Roesia looked over to Astalios with a slightly worried gaze.

"Are there any tails of these Scathis causing issues? Being born from an aasimar and tiefling I thought was something that couldn't be done.. If Scathis are as evil as any tail might say I fear they may have it wrong. Sevi was sweet, just ignorant to the world it seemed."