Stavanger Bay i don't want revenge. i want your submission

was it always this easy, duping wolves into believing his worth? iliksis could not help the sneer that split across his features as ford turned away, escorting him into stormrift's reach.

it was a cheerless place, filled with severe people -- iliksis followed behind and played the part of dutiful and appreciative simpleton. once the tour was over he bowed gracefully and found a den, ready to shed this masquerade. stormrift would just be another place to harbor him until he was fat and sleek, and then like tumbleweed, iliksis would drift on.