Raven's Watch In his corpse lies the seat to his soul.

His mood was sour, embittered by the betrayal of his sister and her plaything. The respect he had maintained for Kigipigak was gone, well and truly, while the love he held for his sister was colored with hurt and betrayal. His recount of the events to @Solpallur made nothing better, either, the weight growing heavy upon his shoulders. He knew, of course, that leading was no easy task, that there would always be those that would seek to undermine and usurp, but he had not expected it from his sibling, however naive that made him.

It was a lesson well learned, now, and a lesson that he carried with him as he sought out another sibling who had seemingly appeared from nowhere. Had Rökkvi come to betray his blood as well, or was he here to support and assist? Stjornuati withheld his assumptions, knowing that anger and bitterness colored them now, and instead loosed a low chuff at the backside of his brother, calling his attention to him now.