Totoka River risan

He did not want to stay. The Vicera let out a soft, quiet sigh — it was a pity, really. They needed all the bodies they could get. If you're ever passing through, feel free to visit. He seemed a nice man, if a bit of an oddity.

He got up to leave, and Violante did the same, dipping her head politely at his many thanks. It was my pleasure, she promised him with a small smile. She moved, then, to cut away meat from the carcass; this would feed Sacrarium for a day or so. The rest would be left out for other passersby — Violante did not want others to hunt her land, but she did not mind leaving them Sacrarium's leftovers. They would all survive another day for this.

Casting one last glance at Slavuj, the Vicera turned and headed back for the sanctuary of her forest.