[center][h2]Fresh Blood[/h2][/center]
[center][i]Themerlinhawk[/i][/center]
[center]Day 1, Morning[/center] 
[center]Christian, Calder[/center]

Christian flicked his eyes up to Calder and frowned. “It’s been a long time since I’ve met a Fae that feels they’re best served as a front line soldier”. Christian pulled  up an active roster and activated Calder. “If you really feel you’re best served on the front line I’m sure Spectre and Megelis could use someone who is capable of knocking down walls and bashing in skulls.”

Christian let the suggestion hang eyeing Calder suspiciously. It was probably a bad idea to offend Calder if he was in fact as intelligent as he appeared. At the same time it might be better to have a full Fae on board with this. “Do you belong to a court?” The question actually had little to do with Calder’s front; it was an attempt to protect his mistress of Sight. Crow was a child of Yishreenok which was dangerous enough but he didn’t need Oberon or Mab sniffing around if they figured out who Akime was.