Dragoncrest Cliffs Go get your brother love

The cliffs were just as she remembered them.  She'd been here since, once or twice, but Rosalyn always seemed to feel the sensation of eyes watching from the sheer sides of the stone on first entry.  It was a feeling that faded quickly in light of the tranquil beauty of the place, but her son's recent disappearance had her seeing more ghosts than usual in the open lands.

She'd kept her nose alert on the way here but there was no trace.  Rosalyn had hoped more would mean more luck, so she'd invited @Erzulie and @Raleska along.  The trip was not an overly long one and Aningan and the others could handle the children.  They were near old enough to handle themselves, which was the only comfort Rosalyn had.

She lifted her head to taste the air, pleased to find it clean of any extended markers.  They remained as empty as they had since Drageda vacated.  Perhaps the place truly was cursed.