Silvertip Mountain warm wine

"keyni."
nothing to indicate that she too sought to deceive. "a beautiful name for a well-spoken face." merrick did not know the art of flirtation, and was firmly devoted to his blackbird.
but the loveliness of the other was undeniable, and in it, a weakness perhaps to be pressed upon.
"what brought you to these wilds?" merrick asked, stepping forward with a friendly wave of his frayed plume.