Dragoncrest Cliffs the devil in the belfry

Rosalyn could barely make out what she was saying, but she tried to follow. Her brow knitted with consternation and she met Erzulie's glance, but it wasn't until her wife asked the question that the pirate truly understood.

Her jaw clenched and her eyes focused on Avicus, waiting for the answer. Her mind, however, was elsewhere... momentarily gripped with the feeling of being held against all attempts to break free. They have him. What remained of her ears pinned back, but her intensity wasn't for Avicus.

Sapphique would take no prisoners, no matter the cause, no matter the circumstances. Better to kill a wolf than to hold them; she knew this firsthand. If others held this practice, then they deserved death, as sure as the ones who had once held her.