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

You missed it already. I threw one yesterday and you never showed. The paler brother answered, his expression stony despite the joke he attempted. Remaining distant yet, Stjornuati studied the sturdy sentinel much the same as his brother studied him, trying to suss out if there was anything there that he should be concerned over. Then again, Rokkvi had always been straightforward and cutthroat. There was no room within him for the conniving ways of their shared sister.

Thoughts sorted, the aspiring leader strode forward to butt his head against Rokkvi's in welcome and appreciation. It is good to see you, brother.