Marissa reveals herself.

Reaching up, your mother lets down her hood. Her fingers deftly unfasten her mask. Removing it, she exposes her demonic visage to The Spider.

"Is this proof enough of who we are?" Marissa grins. "As for what brings us here, Spider, I'm sure it's just the same as what brings you here. I've come to rendezvous with my dear old daddy."

Just as quickly as they had announced their presence, The Spider lowers their bow.

"The Mantis... and the Lion." They note. Hearing them talk more, you're beginning to suspect they're a woman, after all. Standing full before you, their stature would suggest the same thing. "You're the last two to arrive. The Allsire is almost ready for us."

You and Marissa dismount. For her part, she makes no effort to hide her identity once again.

"Let me take your steed, aunt." The Spider says, bowing their head as they take the stolen horse's reins. "One of The Owl's thrall-things will see to its care."

As The Spider leads the horse off, Marissa leads you up a gentle slope. You can hear plenty of noise issuing from the summit. Voices, revelry, the beating of ominous drums.

"Charming girl." Marissa scoffs, craning her head back, watching The Spider disappear from view with the horse.