Faklis the Loyal

VII

We had finally reached the now familiar Last City, it's size is still impressive. As we head in for landing the familiar structure of the hangar does bring me nostalgia of our last trip. Our little, 'encounter' that we had does bring a smile on my face. Upon landing our ships each one of us exits, I see Ikora talking to two figures, from what I can remember, one of the is Saint-14 and the other is Osiris, two Vanguard officials. The bird hoodie wearing Osiris has his sights set on me, not looking away from me. I don't remember seeing him in the tower last time I was here. They seem to finish their talk and Ikora and Osiris walk towards me.

Ikora: We can proceed Faklis. This is..

Faklis: Osiris, I know who he is and who he was.

Osiris: Do I sense mockery in your tone?

Faklis: I know more about you than you would think and yes, I know what you were and how you lost it. Tell me how does it feel?

Osiris: You better watch your tone, you are in our territory now.

Faklis: And why should I, you are now nothing more than the lowest of the low in strength. 

Ikora: Break it up you two. Let us meet commander Zavala.

We start walking out the hangar, I can feel the spite in Osiris's gaze and I savor it. As we walk out into the courtyard I immediately am greeted by daggers for stares, many I recognize and many I don't. The horned one seems to be talking to the blue headed one which is Zavala and once they see me their gaze turns from warm to cold and hate filled. We approach the two, no word is spoken for a moment.

Ikora: Hello Zavala, I have brought with me a special guest.

Zavala: What is he doing here? 

Ikora: I thought maybe we could have a little chat with him about some things.

Shaxx: I don't think speaking with him is valuable, he is nothing more than a slave to a traitor.

Faklis: I never wanted to visit too, but Ikora wished for me to come and my queen had a chat with her and gave me an order to go with Ikora. 

Shaxx: Like I said, a slave. 

Zavala: Someone as hostile as you is not welcome here. 

Faklis: I can show you hostile if you want. You of all people should know that you are nothing now. Your mortality is catching up to you, isn't it.

I see they become rather defensive. Zavala's age is showing, having become a mortal the natural order is slowly creeping up on him. Ikora steps in, she doesn't seem to like where this is going. 

Ikora: Oh grow up all of you. 

She starts talking but my mind wanders to the large ship docked not too far from where we stand. It is damaged, that is clear. I wonder what is going on. At that moment a young Eliksni comes walking towards us, freezing up upon seeing me. 

Ikora: Oh, Eido, what can we do for you?

Eido? She seems scared of me, but rather interesting. 

Eido: I would like to speak with Eramis again. 

Faklis: Eramis? That old wench, she is still alive. Hahaha, I would too like to speak to her. 

Ikora: Of course not Faklis. Eido, feel free to talk to her whenever you want. Find out as much as you can from her about ancient medicine. 

Faklis: Young one, for what reason do you need ancient recipes?

Eido: It is not of importance to you.