Whitefish River oathkeeper

The sight of the scarred male made his own marred throat itch, and it was only when he approached further and got a better look did the memories return, and he realized why.

What the fuck are you doing here, Verx said, voice too flat to hold even the ghost of inquiry. The leaders of Kaistleoki probably wouldn't like him accosting a guest, but he didn't give a shit. It was too easy to picture Caiaphas by this man's side.

You better have a good reason, and quick, he added. Goddamn it, his kids were here. He couldn't have this Rusalkan trash around his kids.

(But then again, when he led, this man hadn't been there. Had they driven him out, too? Whole fucking Sound was toxic.)