Having her proposal accepted by Lin Mo a day before, Venom Master Xun quickly went to work. She called Marrow Weaver, along with the few elite Priests of her Arachnid Branch, to bring her full expeditionary resources from their territory in the Inner Abyssal Circle to the edge of the Southern Wilderness.
Now, she stood on the same cliff overlooking Sunstone Village, the arid wind whipping at her dark indigo robes. The sunstone ores embedded in the cliffs around her pulsed with a gentle, latent heat. Below, the village went about its nightly routine, oblivious to the envoy sent by the Shopkeeper observing them. But her focus wasn't on the villagers. It was in the silk-choked canyon to the north.
"Little bird," Venom Master Xun melodiously called, carrying an undercurrent of command. "Report."
