Sleeping Dragon i will do as devils do: fall

Thuringwethil didn't have to wait for long that Portia shows up before she's able to finish her sentence. Her dark head turns to the freckled woman as she explains she knows, and can do, what's being asked. Her gaze sweeps around to Lucia who had not been given a chance to answer for her to counter but as long as either one of them knows what she needs, she's satisfied. And, should they ever again be without someone with this type of knowledge, it would be good for her to know in the long run.

"We honor the dead her, marking our skin with each life," she explains, the muscles below her ears tensing but she resists the urge to lay them down. "Recently, an outsider life has been taken and I need someone to perform the marking," she says, turning back to Portia. The woman is of Drageda now and the one given the reign to do so. "What is it that use, and how does it work?"