In the interest of justice...

Dagrún had taken great care to tend to her armor and weapons before donning them and heading to the grapevine cathedral. The news of Gavorche's murder had been a complete shock. Though she had not been especially close to the healer the grief of those that were was palatable. It set anger in her stomach like hot coals toward the one who had caused such misery. She wanted to stain her fangs in the wretches blood.

She snapped to attention as Bellamy addressed them, giving a short nod to show she understood, offering a reassuring glance to Haydée before stalking off into the wooded area. Dagrún chose to skirt along the edges of the cathedral first, looking for any signs that hinted at an exit. The murder had to have entered and exited at some point in this territory. Finding where was a good start.