Dragoncrest Cliffs get haunted

Rather than call for their father, Vex instead suggested he could get her something to eat. She wanted to argue with him, simply because she would rather Kaertok assume the risk of finding fare in these horrible conditions. Besides, he must know the location of a stockpile or two he could easily raid. Much as she appreciated Vex wanting to take care of her, she couldn't let him go out into the blizzard for her.

"Vex, no, wait," she said before he could move off on his mission. "We should find shelter. I'll take you back to the cave where I've been staying. Then we can call for da—Kaertok. Or even someone else. There's Njord, Erzulie, others... they can help." They'd cared for and fed her before. And though that thought made her feel a little guilty, she knew it was a matter of survival, now more than ever.

"If anyone asks, just tell them the truth: you're another of Kaertok's children," Haunt continued in the next breath, slowly turning to lead the way. She stopped short when that thought suddenly bred another. "What do you think she'll do once she finds out we're here? With him?" She didn't even have to say who she meant; he would know.