Blackwater Islands Our love is like water; pinned down and abused for being strange

Dated for the 14th. Some powerplay, as always let me know if it's not okay! Tagging @Everett just in case he ends up sticking around
@Pelagius @Morgra @Saint @Abel Elam

Midnight;

the clouds, shifting over a moonless sky;

the tide, rolling ever higher.

With a low call to the Druids he herded the children to the Fey Chamber. Dark water swirled around their paws. In his jaws, a branch laden with pale Eldritch berries. The Speaker placed the berries upon the stone altar at the chamber's center, and beckoned for the children to follow.

Tonight you will learn what it is to be a Druid,

His voice echoed through the darkness of the chamber. The black waters rose.

Tonight you will be tested.

Given to the sea. And if they returned, they would be known as truly divine; the Listener's blood flowing through their veins. To fail is to die.

Four berries he plucked from the branches. To each of the children, he offered two.

Now they would belong to the otherworld; to the whispers of spirits which followed each Druid.

Morgra could feel the excitement in the air long before she heard her brother's call. She could hear whispers from the sea that promised this night would bring change to the druids. 

She stood at her brother's side when she arrived, her bright gaze dancing from one child to the next as she listened, then it flicked to the berries each would eat.

The sea would make them worthy of the listener's blood or it would take them. Morgra was eager to see who would meet them on the other side.