Swiftcurrent Creek Take my Arms that I might reach you

With everyone else’s. Moss didn’t want anyone in her life, helping her with her cursed spawn. And presently, she wasn’t even sure the children, full of darkness, should even survive to take their first gasp of breath. She would need to make sure Arric was nowhere near her, when her time came close. 

She would hide it. The ritual would be performed on her own. 

”How many does Akavir have anyway?” She asked.