Prophets of Navis Sacra
Willow and Ivy found it to be amazing that
Kaiburr
was given his own ship. And the fact that he could fly it on his own was even more amazing. The twins would certainly never have that for themselves. They couldn't even do something so simple as to cook their own meals. Or anyone elses meals for that matter. Manual labour wasn't a part of their skillset.
"You're very lucky."
"Yes, the other Sages must be very nice and generous in spirit."
To his question on where they wanted to be, Willow and Ivy both looked at eachother for a moment. No one had ever asked them that before, and it wasn't anything that they had really thought hard on themselves either. "We haven't been anywhere else. How are we to know that out there is worse?"
"Yes, if more crimelords and...scientists are making their way here to look for us; well without Broka to protect us, how would we be safe? There are lots of bad things out there, and many wars. It's better for us not to be caught up in it...Don't you think?"

"You're very lucky."
"Yes, the other Sages must be very nice and generous in spirit."
To his question on where they wanted to be, Willow and Ivy both looked at eachother for a moment. No one had ever asked them that before, and it wasn't anything that they had really thought hard on themselves either. "We haven't been anywhere else. How are we to know that out there is worse?"
"Yes, if more crimelords and...scientists are making their way here to look for us; well without Broka to protect us, how would we be safe? There are lots of bad things out there, and many wars. It's better for us not to be caught up in it...Don't you think?"