Fuvdos was walking; his footsteps echoing as he patrolled the divine tower. He grew to a slow halt as he saw a trail of blood, and heard shuffling in the distance from an isolated room. Slowly, Fuvdos began to approach gripping his towering sword tighter.

"Pest. Wherefore art thee h're?" He growled deeply as he stumbled upon an intruder who was tending their wounds; the dim light of the moon illuminating the stone.