The Red Moon coven fortress buzzed with a chaotic hum of activity. Several robed figures hurried to attend to one task or the other in preparation for the impending Red Moon harnessing ritual. About three of them were positioned at the main entrance, ushering in late-arriving coven members, with their hoods drawn low. Each newcomer was swiftly guided toward their quarters, their presence a silent testament to the gravity of what was to come.