Daine shifts her grip on the branch and shakes her head. Grandda's told her stories about the immortals that used to roam the world centuries ago, but she doesn't remember any mention of 'tieflings.' Or of 'fiends,' for that matter.

"I don't know what a fiend is, either," she admits, a little sheepishly. "It's been a long, long time since there was anything but humans and animals in this realm. That's what Grandda says. All the immortals are in the realm of the gods."