[Feasthall, Lough Caillte]
Night eventually comes to the covenant of Lough Caillte, and with it, most of it's members from the field. Angus reports that the woodsmen are still out and will likely be back with the dawn, to report what they have, or have not, found during their search of the covenant's demense.
Fabrica and the troop of grogs with him wearily trudge back in before the supper bell, having been forgotten in the chaos after Azaelle and Mathius depart post haste for the covenant. Nothing out of the ordinary happens, and nothing out of the ordinary, besides the site of the struggle between the gaunt thing and the mysterious "red haired nephilim". All remains quiet in the vale of the covenant this evening.
Surprisingly, the ringing of the bell at the church in the village is a comforting sound, as one of the churchmen holds vespers for the townsfolk. It's sound is meant to comfort this evening. Soon the sounds of the pious float on the evening wind.
Around a light supper consisting of the ubiquitous stew, bread, cheese, and cider, details are shared; One fact soon becomes obvious - spiders. "Remember," says Rhiannon, " that these isles were once the home of ancient, wild wizards. Chief amongst those was one Daimh-Allaidh, who was known as The Spider. He and his followers could not stand against the parma, but could do much to those without it's protection. His ultimate fate is not known."
"If any of his descendants survived Pralix' campaigns against them, " she continues, " they would surely bear the order great ill will, handed down from master to apprentice. This has always been a possibility, but nearly all of the wild wizards of the isles welcomed the Order, because they, too, were under the boot of Daimh-Allaidh."