i'd rather face the dark

Like Kevlyn, Caiaphas' pride was important to her -- yet unlike him, she was not something one would feel pride for upon inspecting. She was rangy, disheveled, often times feral and disgusting -- her brand of pride seemed to center more around the chaotic brand of her work. But she too often felt the warm sensation of pride creep upon her as she witnessed Kevlyn -- he was what every Nereides expected in a consort, and more.

Her words excited him -- as they should have -- she leaned in with a furtive glance stolen towards the east where Duskfire sat. "Yes. I tricked them into believing it was Stavanger that dropped that omen at their borders." Little did Caiaphas know the Glacier was soon to be upon her. "While they are preoccupied fighting the Bay, I plan to steal in and bring Larus back.. and take whatever else is worth taking."