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Monster's paws clinch the edge of his cape as Xella talks. Every so often glancing at the hidden path to Lina's. Only have listening until she place her paw on his shoulder, only to then make her lewd little comment. She was around randy little demon boys too much was his reasoning for it and is about to tell her she should run away from the boy she was always with when she moves past him, closer to Ulferic now.

He was nervous. Knowing how overprotective she was of him, he was worried she might say something that would just piss Ulferic off too much. He blushes a little at her action as she leaves, but then sighs a little in relief when Ulferic didn't attack her for it. He looks at him when and nods a little to answer.

"She seemed suspicious, but I think only towards you. I'm sure my mom and Luna will hear of it soon enough. So we don't really need to go to Hemlock now. But I don't know where to start. I would say Ein Sof's temple, but we might run into Luna there. And I really do not want to go to her temple, not with how my mother talks about her, and Miss Lina Inverse seems to dislike her too."

"Hm.." Monster lets go of his cape and thinks for a bit. "Perhaps to the town the fight was at? Saloon.. no.. Sailute.. I know my mom said it before. Although her stories never involved Xellos." He says his name with a bit of spite. and then it turns to anger as he says the next name. "But I do know about Carlos .... Wait. Carlos. The demon that hurt my mother at that viking town is the same demon in the roamers I have heard about the priest.. about Xellos. He use to work with him?" His hands clinch. Not knowing why he was doing this now. Seems more he learns about the man the more he is glade he is dead. "No... maybe it is a different Carlos. It does sound like a pretty common name."

Rivas walked slowly through the forest, his hands gently brushing the trees as he went. Though his bright pink fur stood out in the woods, unlike the more muted browns of his father and brothers, he was still a Wazzit, and still an Earth mage. He loved a peaceful, earthy place like this. To his mind, there was nothing better.

Rivas was paying far more attention to the environment than to what was in front of him. His eyes focused on the bush itself, he failed to notice the fae curled underneath...until he rather embarrassingly found himself tripping over something rather warm and solid. He expected it to be a branch-no, a branch he would have noticed. The brightly-colored Wazzit looked back to see what had sent him tumbling.

Rivas did a quick roll, but not quick enough to avoid being hit by the angry Fae. He looked horrified as he put two and two together and realized that this must be what-or, rather, who he had tripped over. "So sorry!" He gasped. "I didn't mean to..." 'Obviously,' he thought to himself irately.

Rivas flinched a little at the "big-footed oaf" comment...not that it wasn't true. "I know how to watch where I'm going," he said, "though I'm not sure how I'm supposed to see someone hiding under a bush, especially with such natural camouflage." He gestured to the Baddie, a little irritated himself.

Rivas couldn't help but acknowledge the truth in what the Baddie had said, at least in his mind. Under a bush usually would be a nice place to sleep. "Apology accepted; I'm sorry for tripping on you." The Wazzit gave an amused grin. "My dad's not...a deadbeat, really, he just has no concept of 'monogamy.' Chases every cute skirt he sees, but he does do his part with us kids. I'm Rivas." He held out a hand. The name of Almond's father rang a bell in his brain. "Dark Mousey. Sounds familiar." He commented offhand.