Dragoncrest Cliffs Then let the storm roll in

After a moment of silence Rosalyn got right to the point. He appreciated her forthrightness and work ethic, and turning in to the family was something he could respect and relate to. “Aye, tha’ sounds like a fine plan, ta me,” he agreed with a bobbing nod and a wave of his red tail. He calibrated his intonation to be especially cheerful in an attempt to fill the pit that sadness liked to dig.

“Ahhhh sealion! Now there’s somethin’ I ‘aven’t tasted in a while,” Njord almost began drooling on the spot. He didn’t know of Merlin’s aversion… or maybe he hadn’t tasted the sweet meat of the sea! Besides, Njord’s beach hunting skills were far superior to his capability at hunting mainland prey. “Want ta call tha’ others?” he queried, “or should you an’ I try ta surprise ‘em with a feast?”