Dragoncrest Cliffs Crazy ocean

The grief of Merlin’s passing weighed heavy on the seafarer, countered only by the blessing of new life within Sapphique. Usually a carefree and easygoing spirit, Njord found himself more anxious – more on edge – than usual. He had lost someone dear to him and now… had new children to protect.

When the short howl sounded on the wind, Njord quickly took off towards the borders to greet whoever called. He emerged from the summer foliage to find a mature woman, dark and stony in both color and countenance, waiting at the edge of their territory.

“Ahoy,” Njord called as he closed the distance between them. “This ‘ere’s Sapphique. M’name’s Njord… what business do ya have?” he asked in a neutral tone.