King Elk Forest the prisoner's throne

divinity still clings to ingram: plaguing and shadow steeped as it was. tendrils of dreadfather remain deeply rooted, to be severed only when death came for him — and only because sithis would claim his soul for the shadow realm.

it was the price of the blood pact, after all.

but unlike when he was younger, ingram does not need to boast of it.

i am no phantom, a hellhound was very corporeal, after all. i am called ingram.