Larksong Grotto where she waits

sure!! last from me

"Heathens and the flat out stupid," Jhala adds with a twinge of frustration. Heathens was such a rude term-- not believing in a god shouldn't put you on a separate level from everyone else... believing in one shouldn't put you on a pedestal. Phares was just like the Seer, maybe even worse-- and she only had more sucking up to do... at least now she was above him, disrespect wouldn't be as big of an issue.

She smiles nonetheless, her tail waving. "I serve the Daystar as I do Hiram-- endlessly," she reassures him, eyes glinting with pride-- though it was only for Reek. "I hope you'll continue to do the same... keep the Daystar's light shining brightly on our humble pack."

With a glance away, anger piling inside her chest, her throat beginning to burn. "I'm gonna keep doin' some rounds. I'll see you around, Phares," she says with a smile, dipping her head. Without waiting for a proper response, the dark Vicar begins her pad away-- teeth gritted.