Obsidian Swords

"Or at least morning people....." Zander said.

"They should be shot, hung and shot again." He wrinkled his nose in distaste and agreement. He then groaned when one happy go lucky councelor came trotting over their direction.

"Good morning Sons of Hades!" She sang. "Did you want to come to the mess hall for a wonderful breakfast?"

"Bite me." Ren replied coldly and annoyed.
"Cheerfull as always I see!" She smiled.

Zander rolled his eyes and muttered, "To be that happy somebody has to be on something...."

"Agreed. I wonder if she would share." Ren murmured. "But then again, I would hate to be like her." he said with a shrug.

"I don't know how she can stand being like that...." Zander grumbled.

"You would be surprised, a lot of people are." Ren said with a low grumble. "How annoying."