Silvertip Mountain and it’s sad to know there’s no honest way out

asperas's proximity seemed to unsettle the captive, even provoke them. delighted to see the thorough efficacy of her methods, the unchild drew her posture up further and pressed her face closer, leering with a strange expression lingering somewhere between a smirk and a snarl. the effect was undoubtedly creepy, though the cultspawn was yet too young to make it quite as terrifying as it would one day become.