Barrow Fields Then first, there was a genesis

Harsh winds buffeted Njord as he left the heights of Dragoncrest Cliffs. @Rosalyn and @Erzulie had sounded the alarm that their daughter, Regin, could not be found… and so Njord began to roam the territory as the snow began to fall. Without a trace of the young girl (though it was hard to track anything in the fresh snow), Njord began to move outwards into the adjacent territories.

His heart was still heavy from the loss of Raleska and Kaertok, two of Sapphique's most senior members. Now, with the bad storm and the disappearance of Regin, it was difficult to feel happy during the long winter nights.

Like the keel of a great ship, he broke the deep snow with his chest. Eventually the elevation waned and Njord descended into Barrow fields. The gale was not as bad here. The islander was grateful for a respite from the biting winds and white-out conditions.
In the distance he spotted a lone wolf – a woman – reclined on her belly. Maybe she had seen the child? Njord approached with a neutral posture and called “Ahoy!”