Zain
The undead thing follows, allowing the sibling pair to chat. He wasn't stupid. He knew why the stallion stayed. The arrogant look in the blue-eyed man said it all. Two could play this game...
Following a pace or two behind, his glowing orbs faux scan the terrain. One ear trained on the pair, as well as his consciousness. Noting the fact the fire armor plates only protect him from being touched. A wicked grin curls on his devilish lips, well isn't that convenient.
Escense asks of the canyons and practicing in them tomorrow and he agrees, of course. Watching Phoebus potentially cook alive would be more than worth it. Luckily for him he was immune to the effects of fire, and death.
Circling around the border and headed to the canyons for the evening he settles in beside his fiery daughter. Her flames lick the air around her, warming it slightly, like a hearth. Being a creature of the night he simply stands, watching, as she drifts off.
Movement comes to the stranger and for a moment he muses an untimely death befalling Phoebus. One could fall victim to a number of things in the barren kingdom. Wild animal attack, fall from the canyon walls, sinking into the depths of the quicksand... Sickness. The thoughts cause a wicked grin to part his tattered lips, exposing more bone and ligament to show in the orange glow of his daughters light.
He waits patiently, assuring Escense is far enough lost to the dream world before stepping forward. The path the armored stallion took was quite easy to find, the smell of ash distinct in the air. Phoebus wasn't too far away either, but far enough to not jostle the girl awake if he might scream out into the night.
The undead thing examines the stallion as he approaches, looking up to the sky as if he would find answers there. Silly Phoebus, the only God within those stars was his master, and his master would not be answering any of his prayers. Not ever. Unless of course death is what he sought.
"What do you think you will accomplish here?" He snarls from the darkness, the red glow of his eyes piercing the nights darkness. Stopping, he waits for the other to answer. His dark magic twists a knot of hunger in his gut, begging to be unleashed.
@Phoebus
Possesses health transference
and may steal your health.