Dragoncrest Cliffs even small children, when launched at very fast speeds, can kill

smdh @Vercingetorix LESGEIT
SETTING Late morning, DCC borders. Dated to 1/21, a day after Aure's departure bc i love to suffer
SUMMARY Before Vonn continues to toil over his debt for Stigmata, he's gotten word of the possiblity that his sister may just be residing in Drageda. Because it's the only thing that will make his disregard his Diasporian debt, Vonn practically soars up the coast.

Whatever had happened with the hunstman named Vaati had happened, and Vonnaruil promptly continued his charge up the fabled cliffs of Drageda with renewed energy. Wisping phantom-like through the moor that gave way to both Tanglewood and the strong essence of border, the Rhaesuian coursed a steady, slightly off-kilter path through frost-limned vegetation.

And then, as he stuttered to a halt, he tossed his sculpted head back and loosed a wintry peal. His heart shrieked throughout his entire being; not for the first time, he longed to have Aurëwen's soulful perception. But, no -- he was espía, and, when paid, asesino. Where the threads of constellations seared bright in her veins, only silence and shadow murmured in his own. All the same... was she truly here?

His call, of course, would've been identical to his sister's, if the breathy, low husk had been drawn out of it and replaced with something more airy and eerie. Feminine, unassuming. For those who lived on the cliffs, by that and by a distance, he might as well appear to be her.