(a curious use for them that'd make mephala proud, one of the many "good" gods in their pantheon. following her teachings, the chimer became an elf race involved in sex, secrets, prevarication, and assassination. it drives the way they live and their culture now. the webspinner, the teacher, the spider.

still, voryn looks upon stiles as an accident. a cursed creature being pulled together onto ill-fitting pieces. it shows in his glance up.)

No. You are right, and I won't be. (he's already shedding the first layer of robe, a second beneath it, as he turns away to navigate through the bloody muck.) Any concerns you have for me are likely warranted, but ultimately unnecessary as I'll be taking to that stream down this escarpment. You may join me.

... what is your name?