Dragoncrest Cliffs Cave Dwellings

hope you don't mind me & a wild eske. hover for translations! :D

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There had been an influx of strangers in Drageda though three out of the five newcomers were of Seageda. Inherently, this made Eske more inclined to trust them a bit more than the outsiders Heda had let in but not by much. Anyone could claim loyalty, after all. It was proven action that the Gona desired to see. She was Drageda born and raised, and (she certainly hoped) her loyalty was not in question. Obviously, the Commander had seen something she liked in the two outsiders but Eske was not quick to trust and she observed them when they had been introduced to them with skepticism. It did not fall out of Eske’s memory that her own mother had been an outsider (and probably always would be) but Gyda the Viking Queen had proven herself in some way or another. Regardless, it didn’t matter. There was very little of her influence in Drageda and for that Eske was (horribly) glad. Though Gyda’s outsider faith and culture had made for nice bedtime stories Eske found her mother’s ways strange and not relatable. About the only thing she found relatable was her stories of valkyries and shield-maidens. Woman warriors choosing the slain. Looking back upon it, Eske realized how little she had in common with her mother and even her siblings. Perhaps that was why they had left and she alone remained: because this was where she belonged.

The Drakru’s steps were slow as she explored the cavern (as there wasn’t much of anything else to do) only to give pause when her sea blue-green gaze fell upon the woman outsider. Manners, Eske, she reminded herself with a light bite to her tongue. Outsiders could rise to greatness beneath Heda’s rule: had that not been proven by both Wildfire and Dio? The Warrior Princess’ steps slowed to a halt and her tail gave a faint twitch against her hocks as she studied the dark colored girl with light markings at her brows. She found them mildly fascinating, pretty even but did not comment upon this. “hei,” Eske greeted her, figuring that Trigedasleng’s word for “hello” and the Common’s was similar enough that she would not have to translate it.

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