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Some short time later, Ms. Rhorer came back to consciousness. The stuffed bear that was the Spear of Lugh let her down to her feet, and the fey creature that was Rokket cleared her throat. "You see," she started up suddenly, "We are said to be children of God." With a flounce, the girl skipped forward, turning to address River. "It is said that we are all descendants of Noah, of the Ark. However, Noah's father, expressed worry that his son was not his, but rather the child of a Grigori. The Grigori were fallen angels, ones who followed Iblis out of heaven."

Echo loved recanting this tale to any audience who would listen, and as this girl was a fae who probably had no clue about it, Rokket enjoyed the story all the more. "When Iblis left heaven, he told the Lord, 'I am of fire and Adam is of dirt, why should I then, obey this mud?" The fairy let out a giggle, as she felt much the same as Iblis did when it came to humans. "Yahweh, had instructed Iblis, and all his angels, to bow to his new creation, but Iblis knew this was only a test, as humans were imperfect and ugly." The fae put a hand to her chin, making a motion of deep thought.

"And thus he was cast out, with many of his supporters. These fallen angels mingled with humanity, and created half-breeds called Nephilim. So many years later, when the Nephilim Noah was born, he lived out God's Will. However, he also gave birth to Japheth, who gave birth to Nemed, who eventually fathered our race. As such, we are a race of Earth-bound angels. Demigods, of sorts. Though we hardly stack up to true Seraphim." Lugh sauntered quietly, and almost comically behind her as they walked. "There are some mild discrepancies, which I haven't a clue about. For example, my father Lugh was also said to be Arthur's knight, Lancelot. Which would explain why he was impervious in battle, but...!" Echo put a thoughtful hand to her brow, and pretended to be lost in thought. "But Lancelot is dead, and my father Lugh still speaks to me, and influences our world. So!" The girl's shoulder's shrugged in a sigh.

"So who knows really ? If Lugh were dead, i wouldn't be here! His remnants wouldn't respond to me as they do, and I would still be with Scathach !" Rokket concluded her rant with a sigh. The mysterious Scathach had been one hell of a teacher, but also uncompromising and fierce. Echo thought herself terrifying, but Scathach was much, much worse.