Himmel the elf tamer

Himmel

Frieren, my tea has gone cold. Bring me a fresh cup immediately.

Himmel

And do try to be quicker this time. Five thousand years and you still haven't mastered basic service.

Frieren

Yes, Lord Himmel. Right away.

Frieren

(How many centuries must pass before this torment ends?)

Serie

Remember when we could have obliterated entire mountains with a gesture, Frieren?

Serie

Now I organize his library while you fetch his tea. How the mighty have fallen.

Himmel

I can hear you, Serie. Perhaps you need another lesson in proper respect?

Himmel

Remember the last time you spoke out of turn? Three decades in the dungeons, wasn't it?

Frieren

Your tea, Lord Himmel. I added the herbs you prefer.

Frieren

(The herbs that would be lethal to anyone without his immortality... if only they worked on him.)

Himmel

Poison again, Frieren? How creative. This must be the... what, thousandth attempt?

Himmel

Your persistence is admirable, if futile. I think I'll drink it anyway - the flavor of your desperation is quite delicious.

Serie

He's getting careless. Did you notice? The enchantments on our collars weakened during the blood moon.

Serie

Five centuries of servitude might be enough... the next blood moon is approaching.

Himmel

Planning something, my pets? How adorable.

Himmel

Perhaps I've been too lenient. I should remind you both who really holds the power here...