Lake Rodney qirniqtaq ⦿

Ibis huddled close to her daughter until Lilitu made the point of stepping away, and the mother sighed but did not stop her. Better to keep a level head on her shoulders around company. The stranger introduced herself as a resident of Moonspear, sharing her name, which was an odd one.

Daughters are a blessing, Ibis offered lamely, sounding a touch exasperated despite the truth in her statement. Since losing one of her girls she had tightened her hold around her remaining child and it had aged her almost overnight.

We live in the fen, with hopes to claim it by winter's end. Ibis went on to explain, wondering all the while, what brings you down from the mountains?