Sun Mote Copse Regular exercise at the gym, three days a week

He nodded in response to the mother's query. "Yes," he said. Firm and resolute. His eyes settled on her child for a moment as he examined her. She was well past the age of sacrifice, but even still, to be one of the select -- consumed by Molech -- was of the highest honor. Sacrifice, however, would not be her fate. No, she would a breeder, just like her mother; to be seeded to proved Molech with the children that were so desired.

"I must call the High Priestess," he said. It was no longer his place, as a man, to carry this conversation any further on his own. And so, he tipped his head back and called for @Arunik'ra, the Sunspear.