The Ressurection of the Twin Gods... Minus One.

[Draketh]

Kin nodded “That’s good, because you’re out of my league… Not that it wouldn’t be fun fighting you though.” He smirked, “Being a while since I sensed someone around your power level.”

Coldheart just gave him a nod. "I'm not wanting to harm anyone."

"A battle?!" She whispered, her eyes wide as she turned to look at Coldheart. "Then we must leave here now! Your parents would never forgive me if I let you get hurt."

Coldheart shot a glance thier way. "You wil stay, and explain why I am alive."
Denrick froze. He wasn't moving until he was either dead or woke up from this dream. He pinched himself. It was real alright.
D: "I-I-I uh... I used the spellbook I inherited form my father to bring you back, along with the swor-"
C: "I know that, get to the point."
D: "I just wanted to stirr up some trouble! I didn't think it'd work! Bu-but please, don't kill us!!!"
C: "As I said. I have no wish to kill you. With my last breath I told your first leader I would meet him in hell and eat his soul. And I did. My buisness with your clan is long scince settled."
Denrick gave a sigh of relief... "Say, what put you on such bad terms in the first place?"
Coldheart held up his sword. "I stole back the sacred sword that they had origionialy gained by raiding my village's temple."
D: "I was told that we were the rightful owners of the Chronos Hellbender..."

[Draketh]

Kin rolled his eyes “The odds of any artifact that isn’t selective of it’s wielder being in the hands of it’s rightful owner are so slim I can’t even tell you the odds.” He smirked “Power dose tend to attract you mortals… it’s kinda like watching a bird gathering shiny things.” He laughed

Sasha didn't like how the man talked of 'mortals' like they were all the same so she decided to return the favour. Without thinking about what could happen, she replied, "Yet it is you 'immortals'," She laced contempt into her last word, "who bid us 'birds' who worship you to gather treasures of gold and power and even other humans to offer up to you." Once she finished her small fit of outrage, realization dawned on her and she covered her mouth with her hands and eyes wide, waiting for some sort of punishment for her loose tongue.

Instead, Coldheart cracked a smile for the first time in millenia. he started laughing.
D: "HEY! What's so freakin funny?"
C: "She's a wise one she is! I'd hate to compete against her in a battle of wits." Cold looked at her with some satisfaction. "You're this boy's protector, are you not?"

[Draketh]

Kin shrugged “Were all messed up in some way. But I want worship like most want a shoe the size of them, it’s kinda neat but not necessary… but your right, I was wrong to generalize, just saying that items of power will always draw attention of those who want it.”