Ankyra Sound to please their lord, so before the sword

respect was something that erzulie understood as currency, and so while she glanced at the warrior with the twisted throat, she did not question him. "rosalyn an' i journeyed up de coast far from here, and dat is where we met caiaphas. we were here for de conception of dis place." the sea-witch's vision, revisited again. and the harlot had few qualms in having accomplished that with caiaphas.
"everyt'ing else aside," she murmured, sweeping her gaze to the sea, "de coast is your home, as it is mine. i do not t'ink either of us could live anywhere else."