Larksong Grotto monster

Laurel averted his gaze and was reduced to a blathering and sobbing mass in Jhala's grip. A choked apology came was spoken, but Hiram was hardly satisfied. Normally, he forgave the transgressions of his daughters outright -- not withholding apologies (which from Laurel, he had never received). But, this was not his to forgive, it was God's. Something of this magnitude needed to be taken up with the Daystar directly. He would have to pray; Laurel too, if she were to absolve this black mark from her soul. Something was corrupting her from the inside, but in his daughter's guilty eyes Hiram could see his daughter struggling to fight against whatever it was, or so he thought. Still, it did not stave Hiram's anger.

Hiram was rage, but he needed to know why his daughter had tried to commit the unspeakable act. He stepped forward, with an angry growl rumbling in his chest. "What were you thinking Laurel?!" Hiram spat. "That's your brother! He's family." With all the love he had for his family, Hiram couldn't even fathom it such a thing.