Tying Loose Ends

[GSM]

The talk of execution reaches the throne of Skarnfel, and its notorious Demon King.
No less, a talk of executing its nephew.
As Diavol was a spawn of Sak'noth, just like Na'Ria, they shared a heritage.
And, perhaps unlike most demons, this kinship ran deeper than just blood.

The golden gaze of the Ascendant lingers upon the Gutter, now named Dawnstone, with a baleful dozen eyes.
It is not to a patron, nor a deity that Na'Ria and its kindred speak so highly of.
It is, instead, itself.
A psychic demand is spoken in the fractured voice of a feminine Imperfect, rolling across the continent in complete silence.

Until it reaches Dawnstone.

"Release Dvarr.

He is mine cherished family.

He is all I have left, other than mine children, that are related to mine Father.

He is blessed with the blood of Change.

If you do not,

then your fetid island will burn.

Gutters need cleansing, after all."