Their conversation was interrupted when a commotion at the other end of the temple turned into an argument in Serpent.
Karl sighed and turned to see what was going on as Orthos hid his laughter behind his sleeve.
Remi had a small, furry acolyte, and she had raised her body to keep the child out of the reach of the guardian clerics that were trying to take her back to whatever passed for daycare here.
[What are you doing, Remi?]
[This creature is fascinating. She's half dragon and half catgirl.]
[And why are you keeping her away from the clerics?]
[Because it's funny. Plus, I'm a Queen now, Queens get to do what they want, right?]
[Your species is Queen, but you're still a Princess. You should likely give them the child.]
Instead of handing the child over, Remi used her lower arms and her elongated body to climb one of the pillars and escape to the upper floor, with a group of clerics chasing after her.
"I will give her a time-out once she puts the child back in bed. Sorry, she had never seen whatever species that is before."
"The father was a dragonkin from the western regions, and the mother is a Felian, one of the cat women. But a winged beastkin with fur is quite uncommon, especially when they're not bats. The little one gets a lot of attention, and I do fear that we're spoiling her without teaching her about stranger danger. If Remi hadn't been friendly, she could have been injured or abducted by a visiting beast."
A few seconds later, the shouting turned to laughing, and Remi came racing back down the hallway and around the spiral staircase, this time holding a full-grown priestess.
It was awkward, but with four arms, Remi could hold her no problem, and the Naga Queen was surprisingly strong.
Karl was used to thinking of her as a small snake, but she wasn't anymore.
Well, for another five seconds, before she put the cleric on the ground and turned back into a small Spirit Snake to escape up Karl's side, seeking protection on his shoulders.
"Your Naga friend is insane." The Priestess that Remi had been carrying insisted.
"In her defence, she literally got arms a day ago. If they're not for cuddling small furry creatures, what is the point of having arms?" Karl replied.
Most of the clerics in the room laughed, and some sort of large beast outside rumbled in amusement.
The cleric gave him a skeptical look, and Karl gently stroked Remi's head.
"Fine, point taken. Sometimes we forget how excited the youngsters are to see new things." The Priestess sighed.
[Pat the head for good luck.]
Karl didn't question the voice in his mind as he patted the beastkin woman's soft furred head. Even if it didn't bring good luck, it was totally worth it, the long bunny ears were so soft.
"Gah, he got me. I let my guard down because he was human, but he did it." She complained.
"Is that some sort of running thing? I heard a suggestion that it was good luck." Karl asked.
The clerics went silent and Karl turned to Orthos.
"Did I say something strange?"
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