Patrolling Lya Pointa was an unpleasant task, but someone had to do it. Camarin had heard many stories of the cathedral while she was still stuck in the shrine, and had hopes in restoring it to its former full glory. Of course, for that to happen, the Mekkayena infestation would have to be cleared out. Or at least, the ones who preyed on the travelers here.
As she walked through the halls, she heard a shriek of pain and terror, unlike anything she'd heard before. Spinning on her heels, her claws scratching against the stony floor, she hurried in that direction.