Dragoncrest Cliffs a paean

her eyes turn upward as someone darkens the door. a woman, old and scarred. a comfort, to see someone here that looks as ugly as she does, or at least so she supposes. reminds her of her father, which ties in neatly to the question asked.

bear. . .hhhaw. Avicus forces out the guttural k, though the l still escapes her. and Ursus is altogether impossible. bear hhaw vah'ee.

her chin raises ever so slightly, her cool indigo gaze regarding the woman. tears dry upon her cheeks. who're you? she queries. not Erzulie. another warrioress here; she supposes that when she heals, she'll fit right in.

if, of course, she decides to stay. there is still the matter of Karst, trapped by the moonwoman, to deal with.