As the camp settles into a quiet lull, an unwelcome visitor stalks into their midst. With her pale eyes locked onto her blood-sibling she nearly fails to stifle a giggle. With her dagger poised to finish her long-awaited plot, a low chuckle escapes her grinning maw. That alone is enough to wake her sibling, sending a twitch of excitement through Orin.

“Shh, let me hear your sinews sing their retched song one last time before I deliver you unto our divine Father, dear sibling!”