Dragoncrest Cliffs I was snared by a sickness, some fever in my lungs

When she first got these scars, Rosalyn might have gotten defensive at the man's innocent remark.  Now she just laughed, a bit surprised but grateful for the unintentional distraction.  Aye, a face indeed.  She replied, leading him back towards the rise that marked the cliffs defining their new home.  I am surprised, honestly.  Erzulie said she met you on the moors... what made you choose to relocate with us?

It was one thing to come upon borders and seek to join, but another to follow an unfamiliar pack to an unfamiliar place.  He'd found them at an odd time, and seemed amiable enough, but what was his purpose here?  If only a home, she could appreciate that, though he must have found few options before to have come this far on a chance.

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