Transferring himself one last time, Seth's soul descended into his most frequently used puppet. Lord Corvus. Well, technically the body inside the outfit had changed a few times - and even once he simply walked around as just the outfit itself, but the identity interacted with people more than his true self.
Rising from the throne, Seth let out an irritated groan as he considered everything that he was going to have to do in the coming future, mainly to do with the inevitable war.
They would have to cut back on the hunting parties, Lightbringer had already shown he was willing to attack them and use them to prop up his reputation. They not yet at the level of agriculture that they could survive purely off of crops, and domestication was a tough process.