FORGED BY THE WRATH OF GODS

She followed Celeste and the others up the slopes of Fenrir's Maw. It had been a while since she was last here, and she wondered if the makeshift den she had temporarily stayed in was still standing, or if it had collapsed. She would worry about that later, however, and instead focused on getting up the mountain. She wasn't young anymore. She didn't have the energy she used to, but it did come in bursts here and there. She was still a capable fighter when need be, but she preferred wit over muscle.

At last, when the band reached the meeting group, Pandora found a seat and wearily laid herself to rest on the ground. She was interested to see who would show, and interested to hear what Vidarr's goals and resolves were. Though considering he had been a significant part of the band before his victory, she was sure she already knew. "I'd be honored to be your Priestess, should you need one." That was it. That was her pledge to join him.