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her bright gaze befell the peppered elder, a curiosity to them that rivaled his own. what he had spoken of was true, and the female made no haste to hide it -- the length of her ears were pulled forward as if to capture any last statement njal was willing to make regarding her kind. yet none else came -- and she had tried, in fair vain, to draw forth from the ambigous tone of his words his alignment regarding the nereides.

"i am not nereides born." she said at length, noting his attentiveness to her words. "they conquered this strand and i was but a lone wolf here - an acolyte. but soon i was more than that. the siren queen." it was a rare feat for any nereides to become worthy of leadership, and rarer still for one whelped outside of the highborn clade. she fell silent then, unwilling to expose much more for fear of dredging to memory the inexplicable loss of kevlyn. "but their days are done now."