Lion Head Mesa or the house burns down

skipping ramesses w/ebony's permission! edited a conclusion for archival. <3

at the gesture, ingram settles in; beckoning for the deathbringer to stay close.

the queen had many questions and ingram, ever delighted to speak about his beliefs and basilica, is all too happy to oblidge.

we haven't had any sort of big celebration to truly put it to the test, ingram admits. but for now, it works. ingram informs her. we have alters set up in a large clearing, dedicated to each deity worshipped by our wolves. thus far, there have been no tensions, speaks the daedra prince. between basilicians or the gods.

a long pause is given.

and what of your pack? are you the pious sort?

his questions answered, the dagger and the dreadfather linger beneath their hospitality for a few hours longer before beginning their trek back to basilica.