Haunted Wood no rivers and no lakes can put the fire out

the smell of that great stinking den has begun to seep out in a larger and larger radius, instantly recognizable as Vengeance's distinct musk. it is at the edge of this radius that the girl stands now, forcing down her nervous energy and attempting to force her features into the even mask that her mother always seemed so good at maintaining. the thought of cass, as always, has her heart drop briefly out of her chest. 

tilting back her crown, Hela calls for @Vengeance and @Valour. despite her unease, she wants this done on her own terms. already, her attempts to exert control over her circumstances pay off, and she feels almost grounded—she'll do this, and then go from there.