b A D W O L F || Straia

[Straia]

Of course she knows. But she hasn’t decided if she cares. When was the last time the Tundra had proven itself to be of any worth at all? So far in its recent history, a madman took over, was deposed, replaced by a King that had already failed them once, and then he disappeared again. There were all of two members in the kingdom, and one of them was still in captivity in the Chamber, though not for much longer.

He finds her, and she’s not entirely surprised. They don’t have exactly the same approach. Straia seeks chaos to prove the power of the Chamber. Gryffen seems to seek it mostly for the sake of chaos. In the end, the means usually worked out for both of them. But where she is more content to let fear and whispers of the Chamber fester in the rest of Beqanna, the ghost is already itching for more.

“So I hear,” she says simply. Very little shocks her anymore. It’s rare that the ravens miss things, though not impossible. “And what did you have in mind?” No point in beating around the bush. Certainly, he has a thought. Otherwise he wouldn’t be looking for her.  

straia

the raven queen of the chamber

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