Amanita nodded. “Yeah. She took us north to a mining town. Grayvale. We took up residence in one of the mine shafts, and…” She shuddered. “Short version, she enthralled half the town within a week and cowed the rest into submission. And one night…” She walked for several moments in silence. The river bubbled over some rocks. “She killed most of them in a ritual to rejuvenate her phylactery. The rest, she killed because she could.”