#askaffinity

Bazel holds the beautiful floral decoration up to the sunlight and watches it glisten. 

"What a lovely gift! But no sender…?" He says to himself, examining the package the item came in. 

A voice in the back of his mind interrupts his thoughts. “It’s obviously a trap! Black roses are one of the trademarks of witches! You know this! Destroy the petty trinket!” 

Bazel sighs irritably. “Honestly… you ruin everything. It’s a gift. A lovely gift.”

"Better to be safe than sorry…" His conscious murmurs. "It’s very nice, though. At least you’ll be killed by a pretty weapon."

Wh-!? 

Preposterous! “Ohh, we look scary when you rip off our skin? Must be the same as demons!” Goodness! The nerve of some people… 

We happen to be out for the greater good of the trinity of realities! We protect the good and innocent from those repulsive demons that just want to feed on their souls for their own enjoyment! 

Hm… Losing a friend to the dark forces can be a very painful event. I recommend giving the poor soul some time to grieve before appearing before them once more to ask for forgiveness. While they may still be angry that the Affinity had failed to protect someone close to them, they will need loving support to help them get over the loss.

Given time, I’m sure the Applaud will forgive their friend.  Demons are vicious monsters, and it is important to realize that every once and a while, a friend may fall at their hands, and it is impossible to save everyone. Shutting a friend out because they weren’t able to save another is an unreasonable action, especially if they had made an honest attempt to do what they could to save them. 

Well, it’s small, but I still regret doing it. 

One time, after I had recently become an angel, I attended an Alfheim party and accidentally drank a bit too much wine. My memory about what happened after that is spotty, and the other angels are too busy laughing at the memories to tell me what I did. My only clue is every once and a while, I’m approached by a giggling angel asking me to convert some inanimate object… 

A few friends of mine were assigned to Vigrid to try and stop the Umbra Menace from… well, existing. I happened to be selected to bring a message to them by one of the higher-ups, but all I found there when I arrived were bits of their smoldering remains.