The Heartwood rattler

Belharra hadn’t regretted a thing the more distance she put between herself and Mal. If anything the more she thought about it the more screwy his behavior was. 

Mal hadn’t even tried to talk her out of leaving! Could you believe that? She had been with him for months while wolves treated Neverwinter like it had a pair of revolving doors. She’d been one of the few, besides Kyr that stuck by him. 

He really must not have needed the numbers. 

Meeting Asmodeus with a wave of her tail, Belharra sighed and smiled. Miss me, did ye? Last she and Asmodeus had spoken, Belharra told him she had one last thing to do before she left with him: break the news to Kyr. Now that she had done that (thread still in progress, status of Kyr’s goodwill towards her: Tentative), there wasn’t much keeping her here. Ye ready?

She certainly was.