The guttural howls of men that he had been following were like music to Therions ears. It had been nearly two weeks since he had started tracking these men from the City of Armeth. He had quite the talent for it, especially when he commanded darkness. A gift, no doubt, from his Master. He had heard that Tenebrae the Night Mother was his Master's only son. It only stood to reason that her affinity would be transferred to his Master, Altair Blackwood. It was very fitting.
It was he who ordered he follow those who had sought his Master's life. The men from the Shadow Tower. At least, that was how it started until he learned about a different group of men. He might have missed it if Alyssa hadn't come running with a message from his Master's Protector.