Larksong Grotto eat your kings

Control was slipping through his paws, and Daniel could not have that. The woman, this "grand vicar" was poison in this church. Though their Cardinal was dangerous, Daniel began to doubt that Hiram was the true source of evil there. The savage woman shrieked and raved, too loud and too present for Daniel's taste. In her eyes he saw the same fell light that the heartless burned with in his dreams. Here was the source of the wickedness which poisoned these savages. Already she had tainted Hiram beyond rescue, and the girl child as well. But the others? They might be saved.

Heba, Daniel snapped reproachfully. He hated and feared the Seers and was loathe to cross them, but Heba's unruliness could cost them this mission. With a quelling glance at Heba, Daniel addressed Jhala. The woman is right to protect her household and her children, as is her duty. Respect their borders. We do not enter unless we are invited to do so. The thought of it enraged him. That they should wait upon the doorstep for the permission of this pig and her slave husband revolted him. They do not know, he had to remind himself. They do not know. But they will.

A new arrival came, a priest of Okysus same as them. Were he a cursing man, he would have. This priest would make things harder, though he could be an asset. And indeed he spoke not in stark defense of the savages but in soft support of the inquisition. Hosannah followed suit shortly after, her appeal to both Daniel and Hiram surprisingly effective. 

This priest- brother, what is your name?- speaks out of love for this church. I am inclined to believe him. Do understand... Cardinal, the word tasted like bile in his mouth, but he refused to let it twist him. His words were smooth but passionless with an expression to mask.

Our dear Hosannah speaks truly. There is nothing to fear from us. We will take nothing and give much. These lands are your church and your home, they are one and the same and a blessing indeed. That you have been touched by the light of Raas is a gift as well, but it must come with a price. You do not see it yet, but the teachings that we bring will enrich your lives and grant you a unity with the worshippers of Raas. Yet if you truly wish it, we will leave you be. You will remain an island and keep your solitude. I only hope, as a brother of the church, that your solitude does not spoil to loneliness. With that he stepped back, and hoped Heba and Shiloh would follow suit.