Cedar Sweep runic

eshamun watched as the crimson stranger pondered the water, soon thereafter darting into it and surfacing with a fish. hunger clenched the ekar-aji's belly, and a sudden exhaustion swept her. she was in need of sustenance and sleep, but it seemed she would not gain the former tonight. or perhaps, eshamun thought as she slid from the shadows into the glow of moonlight, she would.

"what brings you here?" the tophet-dweller murmured, her eyes bright with kindness and also an open curiosity at the skill of the other, to slay fish from the waters. but despite her hunger, eshamun focused upon the finely-sculpted features of the other.