Blackwater Islands The sands of time make one hunger for knowledge

Geia sou, peristéri​, Kalika whispered as she came nearer to Calypso and planted a kiss upon her forehead. The song which her daughter sang was a familiar once, making the Adept's heart swell with pride. She sat down behind the girl, most of her weight shifted onto her side, and began grooming her carefully to make sure that each strand was in place and there were no signs of neglect upon her tiny body.

What have you been doing while I was gone, hm? Kalika pondered, pausing for a moment to pose the question. A smile curled onto her maw and an eyebrow raised, for she knew just how mischevious young girls could be when left to their own devices.