Dragoncrest Cliffs immortal,

the morning air is hot, and thick with moisture from the rains that fell during the night. praimfaya makes her way thru the tall wet grasses, frostbound gaze alert. solemn, perhaps, as she steps into the territory that had once been her mother's home. dragoncrest cliffs. her steps are careful, cautious as she examines the sheer cliffs that drop off into the roiling sea below. she doesn't linger by them long, instead veering into the forest to explore what her mother's once home had to offer her ...if it had anything to offer her more than ghosts. she knows she must return to sagtannet soon but she allows herself this diversion, if only once.