Ankyra Sound something rotten in the state of denmark

"You've much to learn about crabbing, Vlad," the siren declared - Vlad did not disagree. She introduced herself as Caiphas, which he would practice saying out loud on his westward journey and give up on completely before he had passed south of the Sunspire range. She would be Blackface for now, or some other temporary and recruitment-appropriate name. Those that he brought back to her cave could decide what to call her, but they would know that this was her dwelling, and that they were to treat their host with respect. After all, this was about survival - nothing else. Vlad had learned the hard way that a little civility went a long way.

He leered at the vacant space where she had sat, and turned to find his way back to the surface. There was much campaigning to do on behalf of the saltwinter pack to be.