"Glaux made many himself... we have our own name for him as do the humans. They are supposed to be off limits and with recent development for ourselves... we are considering sealing them off all together. Which means no more corbain abilities, but also a safer Brenka." Theored sighed.
"For example this." Mork held out a hand. Inside it was a black scale laced with blue. "There are no Mobguar this color, but this is a Mobguar scale."
Skench ordered all the other owls except Spoorn out.
"So you painted it." Skench looked confused.
"For the record, Gylfie and Martin had something terrible happen to them when they were owlets. They were kidnapped by an organization known as St. Aegolius Academy for Orphans. This traumatized them for life. Gylfie was not moon blinked, but Martin was, and we believe that Valhalla got into his head. They got away and remained good, but they were never the same since." Spoorn said.
"Valhalla has messed with a lot of heads... Yet we have evidence that the eternals fight for us... or at least one of them. She is well equipped too." Theored stated.
Mork cleared his throat. "We did not paint this scale."
"I found it trapped in a crevice on the outside of the ship. Mobguars are Bright red, blue, or green. They have silver or gold tips. The queen is solid gold scaled and their King is White with gold tips. They do not come in any other color. Nor has any evil force been able to take hold of one."
"Unless the Rivvens rumors are true?" Orb butted in.