Barrow Fields she sells sea shells

for most of caiaphas' incensed speech, maegi's expression had remained unchanged -- up until the last of it. the shrew caught the wrinkle, the distaste -- it caused a smirl to widely unfurl across her features to see her words barbed the girl. good -- blackfeather deserved it, in caiaphas' eyes -- and it had been a long time coming.

she had, of course, known of blackfeather's imminent demise, and had once offered vaati and his roughshod crew safe passage -- for a price, naturally.

"hmm, it does. vengeance is a sweet thing, but karma can be sweeter." the smile disappeared. "is that how your face became mauled?"