Ankyra Sound manticore

caiaphas leveled her fierce gaze towards the strand besides them and watched the frothy breaks of water sunder the sore.  she could not refute lasher for his sensibility -- he had too much at stake. "none of them deserve any luxury." she thought a moment of her encounter with ferahgo - it had not gone well enough where she wished to face him again. "if you seek him out, do not go alone. i would go with you, but he would recognize me and i believe that would be cause for alarm. our options are slim -- push back and kill them, or make them leave." caiaphas preferred the former, but she knew the druid's predilection for kindness would hamper his ability to agree with her. "either way, the grotto is open for your kin."