Dragoncrest Cliffs some things only god can forgive

This wasn't the reception Indra had expected.

Sure, she'd built the altar in (nearly) secret. She'd stolen things from people but not been caught. Now she gave her blood, anointed the items, to sacrifice for the bear's favor; she had thought this was expected of her. This was all she could offer these people.

And it wasn't wanted. The older woman rallied against such a display and the entire arrangement was cast aside. Indra bled freely from her arms and felt herself shrivel before the rage she saw. Rosalyn's posture and her madness in that instant made Indra so afraid! She shrank down as small as she could make herself and groveled in the dirt.

Breaths hiccuphed out of her as she tried to contain her emotions. Indra didn't know what to say; she wanted to run away from this moment. If anyone had cursed this place or these people, it was the old woman when she'd broken everything!