Firefly Glen But she knew.

Though her hatred seethed and burned, the Neverwinter seemed to calm her spirits. Toad for her part felt almost distanced and even confused of Miriam, who quickly began to spout some information of a Goddess unknown to her. And though Toad was not an easily turned woman, she focused on the Forest wolf, if only for fear that such lack of knowledge might blind her.

Indeed, the world seemed covered in a darkness. Toad, being unfamiliar with such beliefs, was entirely unsure how to respond to this kind woman. I uh, I dunno, she answered. The brown huntress wasn't sure what believing in a God entailed.

Like a higher power? Like somebody is watching us? Toad asked it without meaning to seem nasty or rude, but she felt the responses heavy on her heart. She worried that the seeker might feel otherwise, that Toad might need to pay. She felt uncomfortable, and shivered.