Ankyra Sound down below, the tides embrace us there

the browbeaten wretch, haunted by fitful sleep, felt compelled to visit the sounding shore's edge where oft the ethereal glow of the sea seemed to calm her fretful thoughts. she had not expected to see another visiting at such a peaceless hour, and with worry drawn across her hounded countenance the waif strode towards the shadowed being.

she had not seen minthe much, and the lack of familiarity caused her at first to suspect the wolf a vagrant -- it was not until she pulled closer and heard the lilting prayer did she realize it was a fellow ankyran. caiaphas watched her carefully, though she made no effort to speak -- for now she was content to listen to the growling deep and watch with wide eyes the wonder of the mother sea.