[h3]Below Rebirth's Rise, Eastern outskirts of Yharnam[/h3]
“I'm Torquil,” the third member of the Paleblood trio offered when he realized they were making introductions.
“Moira,” Moira automatically and entirely unnecessarily reiterated her name. “He didn't. Wouldn't have made sense to either. Unnecessary formality. Waste of time. Didn't need your names. Stopping Skinner was urgent. Now it isn't.”

The three Black Church Hunters also offered their names: the one with the Beasthunter Saif introduced himself as Liam, the one with the Boom Hammer was Birk, and the female Hunter with the rifle spear was Myrna. All three of them received their Caryll Runes quite stoically, only flinching a little at the intense pain of the phantom branding they endured, but the real surprise was likely Victor, who did not so much as bat an eye at the experience. Even as he looked into the projection-case and Ophelia pressed the brand to his skin, not a single muscle so much as twitched despite the pain all of them knew receiving a rune entailed.
Once all the Church Hunters had received their runes, Moira walked up and took the projection-case and turned it to Ophelia so that she could use it to easily convey her Caryll Rune to her. She did not use the brand, of course; she was just teaching Ophelia the rune so she could memorize it later, or help someone else memorize it.

[color=Silver]Ophelia has obtained the Metamorphosis Caryll Rune. While branded onto a Hunter's mind, this rune increases their physical prowess. This effect can most accurately be described as them receiving an increase to their strength, endurance and vitality.[/color]

“We're going south,” Moira declared, seemingly content to speak while they finished up the branding. “Hunting a powerful beast. Heard it wailing earlier. Tricky prey. Strong and agile.” She turned to Victor. “You coming?”
“Ah, no,” Victor declined with a nervous chuckle. “I still need to get back and report what has happened to the Fi-, eh, to Dietrich.”
Moira nodded her head once. “Can't spare anyone to escort you. Be careful. It's a Night of the Hunt. Beasts are going to start swarming soon.”
With that, Moira turned around and started walking southward down the street, gesturing vaguely for those so inclined to follow her. “Come if you want. Ask questions if you want, but you'll be disappointed if you think I have all the answers. I'm just a Hunter.”