Sabishii listened as Moliira explained what happened to other Deities who came from the Other World.  He missed Judge, but didn't get to know Mendean very well.  They were both gone.  Sabishii rolled his eyes thinking about Dimitre being in this world, probably declared himself God-King of his own country, or some such.  Both the father and the daughter fell and were being forgotten about.

"Good riddance to bad rubbish!  Think I'll like this place very much!  It is a fitting punishment for Ol' "Dimmy" to be forgotten about.  He wanted to be worshipped beyond a God to fill his vain ego.  'Make our country great again' my arse!"  Sabishii gave a joyful laugh through the pain he was feeling on his side.  "It's almost like I've died and gone to heaven.  All my enemies seem nowhere to be found.  Though not all my friends are here either, which is unfortunate.  But I'll have to find people who came from the other world, and I'll have the chance to make new friends."  Sabishii kept happy about this whole situation.  He looked toward his son who was petting Ember, who was wagging her tail happily.

A young woman appeared, with blue eyes, and black hair.  She was introduced as Killian's daughter, Harmony.

"Ah, yes, Killian!  I didn't know him very well, but from what I saw, he was a good man, and a friend of Blaze's.  Apparently, I left a good impression on him?  It's nice to meet you at last, Harmony.  Not sure if you met my son yet, Harmony, meet Hiro Kouen, he's also a Phoenix Knight."  Sabishii winced a bit as she started to work on treating his wound.  "One of those energy bolts got me in the side good.  But it's not that severe of a wound.  Partially I'm exhausted from that whole ordeal.  Not as young as I used to be, I guess." Sabishii managed a laugh.  Hiro bowed courteously to the young lady.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Harmony," Hiro said politely.  "A friend of my father's is a friend of mine, I'd like to hope.  Please take care of my father.  I'd like to keep him around for a good while longer."  Managing to find a smile through that thought was hard, but his father had assured him it'd take more than this to be the end of him.

It was rare that she took pleasure out of anyone's misfortune.  But there were occasions that Moliira was willing to make an exception.  She shook her head, saying "There will always been enemies of some manner.  They just wear different faces.  Might even have your own face," she said with a shrug.  But she was certain that Hiro would elaborate if need be.  The drow had yet to run across any mention of Sabishii in this world, but there was always the possibility that the past here had been different.  "Indeed.  Just keep your eyes open, you never know who you may come across," Moliira said, approving of his optimism.  While she was more realistic than Sabishii, she also knew that he would be fine here.  Especially with his son present.

It seemed that he was in good hands between Killian's daughter and his son, and Moliira felt that her work had been done.  It was time for her to go home.  "I must go, though don't think you are rid of me.  You do owe me quite a favor," Moliira said with a mischievous grin.  What that favor was, she did not know at this time.  But Sabishii and Hiro were both resourceful, and having them owe her a favor would be a great advantage.  "If you need refuge, my home is easy enough to get into, just spill a bit of blood on the ground and speak Maral'hal.  Farewell, for now," she said with a bow.  With a gesture, she opened a portal back to her own home, and she stepped through along with her priest. 

She didn't remember very much about her time in the cell, or just how she had ended up there in the first place.  THe world had been in upheaval, and she had cast a spell to protect herself and a few others that she had found.  Then a portal had opened beneath their feet, and all had faded to black.  But Harmony did know that she had been imprisoned for exactly four hundred and fifty six days, nine hours, forty eight minutes and three seconds.  And she knew the precise time because of her innate time-sense as a Novella.  Then a familiar face had entered the haze, freed her and the others, and led them to another land entirely.  It felt familiar, but the stars were all wrong to be that place.  And she knew deep in her hearts that land was behind her.  There were some places that even Novella couldn't enter.  She would mourn the friends and people she had known, but she also looked forward to making new friends and meeting knew people.  It just part of being nearly immortal.

The young woman nodded at Sabishii's words, she remembered Blaze well and missed the elf.  "A pleasure to meet you, Hiro.  Please forgive me for not shaking hands," Harmony said with a chuckle.  Her hands were shimmering with a soft bluish-silver light as she tended to Sabishii's wounds.  They weren't bad, but it was not difficult for wounds to become infected and fester.  And she would rather be certain that something so simple didn't kill the man.  Harmony bowed her head to Moliira as she left the grove, she knew that she would have to visit the realm of Maral'hal at some point.  But not now.  Not with a wholly new world for her to explore.

"So tell me Hiro, you've been here longer than your father and I.  Where would you suggest we go first?" she asked, a mischievous glimmer in her eyes.  She didn't want to leave the older Kouen just yet, her healer's nature wanting another day or two to ensure the wounds had been properly dealt with.  And having an idea of where to go was always a good point to start.