Larksong Grotto make ten men feel like one hundred

truly AW, though I'd love @Jhala or @Hiram for some DRAMA

Daniel had been quiet, friendly. Helpful. He had been a model priest, courteous and kind. He had reigned in his anger, his embarrassment, his despair at the sheer indignity of the assignment. This was not how he had envisioned this. The High Inquisitor had expected to amass a small army and sweep the grotto, using force to settle these problematic heathens. Instead he got a bitch seer, a heathen, a young priest who scattered to the wind not long after they arrived. He would have to resort to more subtle tactics, which meant his stay would be far longer than he had hoped.

To play the part of the pious man of peace, he dedicated himself to service of the pack, using whichever skills he had. This day, he had captured a rabbit, and after eating one of its legs, he carried the rest to a cache.