>Be schizophrenic compsagnathus.
>Tasked by you N'Wah friend to watch the spawns of the Nord and his flightless wife.
>I am promised monetary compensation, so I accept.
>"All we ask is that they be in bed by nine. Call us if you need anything, take care!" The matriarch calls out from the door.
>"I will!" I respond.
>The door slams shut and the hum of their car engine eventually fades.
>I turn to the girl, Amber.
>"Little one, where is your brother?"
>She points to a closed door down the hallway.
>I approach and knock carefully.
>"Child, I am here to ensure your safety."
>I spot the child sitting on the floor.
>He looks up and meets my eyes.
>Those eyes.
>I know those eyes.
>"So we meet again."
>The boy shrinks back.
>"Come Nerevar, friend or traitor, come."
>His head tilts in confusion, but the eyes don't lie.
>Fear.
>"Is that any way to treat an old friend? Dagoth Ur welcomes you Nerevar."
>The boy inches toward the closet door.
>"What a fool you are, I'm a god!"
>He jumps up and runs into the closet slamming it behind him.
>"You can't run from a god! What a grand and intoxicating innocence! How could you be so naive?"
>I turn the handle and pull the door open with ease.
>"There is no escape. Come, lay down your weapons! It is not too late for my mercy...