Dragoncrest Cliffs city grown willow

I’m a bit slow atm, so feel free to skip!

A familiar voice requested an audience at the borders. Njord, in his sleek summer coat, minced no time and made haste to their caller. Erzulie had already arrived, looking more gloriously round by the day, to greet the unforgettable Meerkat. The pirate was struck with a sudden sense of concern. For Erzulie was Sapphique’s oyster… carrying the most previous pearls. She must be protected at all costs.

He fell into line by her haunch. At that point, Erzulie had already begun to speak. He remained silent, but attentive.