The banquet was full of laughter and celebration, the Kyote twins gathered by runners to join the feast. The brothers were all too happy to share stories of what they'd seen and experienced. Raschen was eerily silent but smiled faintly whenever eyes would wander toward him. He worried of his Taryn who has been stealthily excused by Lilly as "Ill from her travels". The motherly Hase smiled warmly to the priestess and bowed.<br/><br/>"I will take food to Taryn so that she can try and regain some strength.." She said respectfully though she did her best not to make eye contact. The gaze of the priestess frightened her. There was something so unsettling about their crimson hue. She gathered a sizable platter and slipped away, both Raschen and Jax' eyes watching her go for very different reasons. His ears fell before raising slowly to reassert himself into the banquet so as not to raise suspicion. he looked quietly to the twins regailing their infiltration of the Cotl emporers tower.<br/><br/>"-- an' there was jes this big BEWM like a herd of them Oxen barrelin' down a hill! That Hyane feller sure knew what he was doin'. His loss was a shame, it was--" He trailed off a moment at the more depressing subject of the loss of one of their party members before continuing on a lighter note. "Roz was like one o' dem demons ye hear about from the elders, jes vicious! When me and Jeb found that ol scaley bastard he was damn near tore in half, his huge heart was sitten fifty yards from his body is a ditch!" He croaked with a laugh. "Ripped the sumbitch's black beatin' heart outta his chest!"<br/><br/>Raschen blushed somewhat beneath the fur of his cheeks. Had he truly been so destructive? Much of the battle was gone from his memory; just a blur of blood, scales and roars. He'd lost himself in that encounter and he believed such delusion and surrender to his magick was what his scars punished him for. He sighed quietly when the banquet was finally coming to an end and bit his lip as the residents began returning to their homes. He stood as his mother did and followed her in silence to her altar.  Alone he was her son, not the sherif.<br/><br/>"Mother.." He said with a nervous twinge in his voice. "There is something...urgent..I must speak with you privately about.." His heart beat like a drum in his chest. This wasnt going to be easy...