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"Can you believe it?! A new arrival and they just got married?"
A black creature's glowing amber eyes stared at his companion.
"I can believe it, Color Maker. Now go, the Madame is waiting for a glimpse of your pitiful hide."
The other, older creature stared at the Color Maker as they ran off, cloak flowing behind them as it tugged the hood over their head.
"I swear, the Madame cares more about it then her unborn child. It's going to get her killed."
He walked the now quiet halls, black foot claws tinking on the quartz floor. The sound was normal to him; Nethling servants like himself never wore shoes, well, accept Color Maker, the prized and youngest servant to the Madame.
An unfamiliar sound entered the hall though. It was what the mortals called crying. A baby.
The elder creature quickly turned, following the path The Color Maker had taken, his claws scratching the pale flooring and tearing the carpeted flooring.
"Madame?"
The Color Maker was seated outside her quarters.
"Color Maker, what is going on?"
"The baby came earlier then expected. I was told to wait out here until summoned."
The elder's green appeared surprised, but only for a split second, as another cry sounded from the room.
In it's surprise, the Color Maker knocked his still growing horns on the wall he was leaning on.
Eventually, the elder Sat beside his youthful apprentice.
"You have a long life as a caretaker ahead of you, Color Maker."
"I know, Slithe."
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Ellos! This was originally for a machinima for my friend's YouTube channel, but it got dropped. I decided to turn it into a long series on here! Hope you enjoyed the intro!

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"Can you believe it?! A new arrival and they just got married?"
A black creature's glowing amber eyes stared at his companion.
"I can believe it, Color Maker. Now go, the Madame is waiting for a glimpse of your pitiful hide."
The other, older creature stared at the Color Maker as they ran off, cloak flowing behind them as it tugged the hood over their head.
"I swear, the Madame cares more about it then her unborn child. It's going to get her killed."
He walked the now quiet halls, black foot claws tinking on the quartz floor. The sound was normal to him; Nethling servants like himself never wore shoes, well, accept Color Maker, the prized and youngest servant to the Madame.
An unfamiliar sound entered the hall though. It was what the mortals called crying. A baby.
The elder creature quickly turned, following the path The Color Maker had taken, his claws scratching the pale flooring and tearing the carpeted flooring.
"Madame?"
The Color Maker was seated outside her quarters.
"Color Maker, what is going on?"
"The baby came earlier then expected. I was told to wait out here until summoned."
The elder's green appeared surprised, but only for a split second, as another cry sounded from the room.
In it's surprise, the Color Maker knocked his still growing horns on the wall he was leaning on.
Eventually, the elder Sat beside his youthful apprentice.
"You have a long life as a caretaker ahead of you, Color Maker."
"I know, Slithe."
-----
Ellos! This was originally for a machinima for my friend's YouTube channel, but it got dropped. I decided to turn it into a long series on here! Hope you enjoyed the intro!