whose afraid... // Weed, Kushiel, Erebor, Cellar

[Gryffen]

One by one they accept the challenge. Some are pleased with the opportunity. Another is not so pleased to be ordered to do the task however the task is tantalizing enough that he takes it. His perfect little assassin Cellar agrees as she is expected to do although she seems torn between two worlds on the matter. She’s still something he needs to figure out and finesse her finer details. In time, this would be a good experience to watch how she would conduct herself. To find where the weak links are. And then to his surprise, Shaytan appears. She wants to come. By this point he knows all about her little bunny eating habits, the raven on his back becoming more useful as the days go by, and so his crimson eyes focus on her with faint amusement. ”I’m sure there are plenty bunnies in the Gates for you to feast on.” It’s not exactly a flat out yes but she will surely understand his acceptance into his plans. The more chaos the better. Erebor has yet to appear but he is tired of waiting. There’s no doubt in his mind that if the Lord wishes to come, he will be there. ”Time is ticking dear friends. Best be on our way.” Gryffen - - - - - The Big Bad Wolf