[Saying that meeting Zephia changed Griss's life would be a completely stupid understatement. The biggest damn understatement, actually; as his life didn't really begin until she took him in as one of the Four Hounds. To say that he owes her everything would likewise be a gross understatement; expressing just how much she means to him would be strictly impossible with words alone.
So needless to say, it didn't matter where Zephia ended up, Griss was always going to follow her. Even if she chose a completely different path and ended up somewhere else entirely - he'd follow without hesitation.
And that's exactly what happened. When faced with the Divine Dragon and her merry little band of followers, Zephia had paused. It was the first time Griss had ever seen her pause at all, honestly - usually he could tell exactly what she was going to do before she went through with it; Zephia's always been a predictable woman like that. But this? This wasn't what he was expecting, and he certainly wasn't expecting her to agree to the Divine Dragon's almost ridiculous request.
"I'll come with you." She'd said. Just like that, she'd been willing to turn her back on Sombron, after a thousand years or so of working for him. To say he'd been stunned would also be an understatement, but he hadn't even hesitated when she'd turned to him with a questioning look.
"Yeah. I'll come too."
And so that's how he ended up here, palling around with the Divine Dragon's worshipers like they belong, like Mauvier isn't beyond pissed that they've been allowed to settle in. And yeah, the man's got more than half a point, but what other options are there? They're two very capable fighters, and if the Divine One's got half a brain, she knows that killing them now would just be a waste of perfectly good talent that she could've used against Sombron himself. No, better to let them live... for now, at least.
He certainly won't rule out the possibility of a brutally painful death eventually, after all.
Which ultimately leaves him bored now. Oh sure, he could spend his time talking to these people and acting like he fits in, but there's not much of a point in it. Aggravating them would be fun (and would likely lead to someone punching him in the face, and that would be delightful) but Zephia specifically told him to "play nice". Play nice! Him! But she'd given it as an order and so he follows, as usual.
Doesn't stop it from being boring, but it's not like Zephia forbade him from talking, right? So it's with that thought in mind that he seeks out Alear, the Divine Dragon. She's probably the person who is least likely to punch him in the face, so she's a safe bet.
He's already scoured the Somniel looking for the Divine One, but seems her Divineness (is that what she's called? eh, whatever) is not currently in - likely out training, if he had to guess. After all, the final battle will be upon them just as soon as she thinks they're ready. So... off he goes in search of her - and thankfully, he doesn't need to look far.
If there's one positive thing he can say about Alear with no strings attached, it's that she's damn strong. Hell, she isn't having any trouble with the Corrupted she's fighting right now, even though that many would undoubtedly prove a problem for anyone else. Griss at least has the decorum to wait until they're dead before raising his voice to get her attention.]
Not bad, not bad. With swordplay like that, maybe you'll be a match for daddy dearest someday.
[...what was that about not being punched in the face?]
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So needless to say, it didn't matter where Zephia ended up, Griss was always going to follow her. Even if she chose a completely different path and ended up somewhere else entirely - he'd follow without hesitation.
And that's exactly what happened. When faced with the Divine Dragon and her merry little band of followers, Zephia had paused. It was the first time Griss had ever seen her pause at all, honestly - usually he could tell exactly what she was going to do before she went through with it; Zephia's always been a predictable woman like that. But this? This wasn't what he was expecting, and he certainly wasn't expecting her to agree to the Divine Dragon's almost ridiculous request.
"I'll come with you." She'd said. Just like that, she'd been willing to turn her back on Sombron, after a thousand years or so of working for him. To say he'd been stunned would also be an understatement, but he hadn't even hesitated when she'd turned to him with a questioning look.
"Yeah. I'll come too."
And so that's how he ended up here, palling around with the Divine Dragon's worshipers like they belong, like Mauvier isn't beyond pissed that they've been allowed to settle in. And yeah, the man's got more than half a point, but what other options are there? They're two very capable fighters, and if the Divine One's got half a brain, she knows that killing them now would just be a waste of perfectly good talent that she could've used against Sombron himself. No, better to let them live... for now, at least.
He certainly won't rule out the possibility of a brutally painful death eventually, after all.
Which ultimately leaves him bored now. Oh sure, he could spend his time talking to these people and acting like he fits in, but there's not much of a point in it. Aggravating them would be fun (and would likely lead to someone punching him in the face, and that would be delightful) but Zephia specifically told him to "play nice". Play nice! Him! But she'd given it as an order and so he follows, as usual.
Doesn't stop it from being boring, but it's not like Zephia forbade him from talking, right? So it's with that thought in mind that he seeks out Alear, the Divine Dragon. She's probably the person who is least likely to punch him in the face, so she's a safe bet.
He's already scoured the Somniel looking for the Divine One, but seems her Divineness (is that what she's called? eh, whatever) is not currently in - likely out training, if he had to guess. After all, the final battle will be upon them just as soon as she thinks they're ready. So... off he goes in search of her - and thankfully, he doesn't need to look far.
If there's one positive thing he can say about Alear with no strings attached, it's that she's damn strong. Hell, she isn't having any trouble with the Corrupted she's fighting right now, even though that many would undoubtedly prove a problem for anyone else. Griss at least has the decorum to wait until they're dead before raising his voice to get her attention.]
Not bad, not bad. With swordplay like that, maybe you'll be a match for daddy dearest someday.
[...what was that about not being punched in the face?]