Blackfeather Woods it's good to warm my bones beside the fire

She hadn't thought of that before. Well, perhaps she had. That they were the true horror, that the macabre bravado espoused by those like Vaati and Damien was just that--a facade. Twisted and spurned, the trio had the power to inspire fear in others—and yet it was a surface-level ugliness to them. . .well, at least to the two here in the cave. Maegi had been away so long from Euron that she had no idea what he was like, how he had grown.

Well, we can use it to our advantage, she responded, taking one of the bones in her mouth and carrying it to the pile. Ve ca— The mumble came out incomprehensible, and she waited until the relic had been deposited before trying to speak again. Let them think we're a freak show. Those who see past it and know what we're really like are welcome; those who can't can just leave.

That included Mou, too, with his grotesque appearance. And some of the other denizens here. They really were a motley crew, weren't they?