Dragoncrest Cliffs some of footsoldiers, some of ships,

as if summoned by thought, their red-tailed pirate prince came up near her. erzulie's melancholy lightened into something more wan. a small hard paw lifted; she pushed the pile about to reveal a gently whorled shell. "dis be pretty enough, but i know dere are more t'ings on dis beach."
she smirked at njord, extended the trinket if he chose to look at it further, and then breezed brisk along the waterfront. "sometimes, de wind be uncoverin' a large stone. inside de stone is an animal that no longer lives. it be in many loops," the harlot sought to explain with an amused look.