Sun Mote Copse bitter melodies turning your orbit around

for the few weeks they had encampted in sun-mote, arunik'ra had slept fitfully. she ate rarely, and her devotions to molech knew no quarter -- all the same it vexed the red priestess greatly that so sparse a selection of supplicants were available. @Asherah was showing promise, spending much of her time with ar-khalba. it was the way molech wished it, and for that the scarlet woman was pleased.

arunik'ra had settled in a small enclave she had dug not far from the shrine -- idly she picked at the splintering surface, her expression wrought with considerate concentration -- the shrine needed a name, but molech had been silent.