Hybrids. They throughout time along with mythical creatures had become more powerful in the shadows as time progressed. Although humans now in the modern era thought these creatures were non existent they were extremely wrong.

These creatures also if they were more powerful than others would form clans, organisations or factions. One of these said creatures who also had mythical lineage granting him immortality was known as Azure.

He was a peacock hybrid.

Such hybrids were known for a number of things, such as their beauty, good fortune, wealth, and males of this type abandoning their offspring.

You sat there in the too comfortable chair glaring back at the man sitting in his own comfortable seat, magnificent peacock feathers spread out behind him.

“So what brings you HERE little one?” He questioned with a smile; it was obviously forced.

Sitting up straight you made certain the bracelet around your wrist was secure. That spell cast on the simple silver bracelet was the only thing keeping the man in front of you from doing something uncharacteristic of his kind.

To keep him from laying a hand on you, for example not to drag you off into a room you couldn’t escape for ‘safety’. You remember how you spent so many months in a huge room, nest in the centre, objects around you far too young and an ’incense’,or so he claimed, in the air to ‘keep you calm.

“I have come to simply to bargain Azure, nothing more, nothing less,” You spoke with a glare still targeted directly at him before subsiding a little. “You unfortunately are the only one who has certain potions I need currently in stock as my regulars are on holiday for a foreseeable few years.”

His expression faltered at that moment, before a glimmer of possession shone in his eyes. He knew there was a chance he could outsmart you. Great.

You knew this was risky, asking him, but you didn’t have much of a choice. Desperate times calls for desperate measures as they always say.