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Sadbh was happy to share and Njord was thankful for it. He found their demeanor pleasant to be around and, being something of a fairytale weaver himself, found inspiration in the way they describes Soothsayers. To have your imagination filled with new ideas was a nice reprieve from Haunt’s funeral.

Fae Folk. Gods. It sounded something of Erzulie’s loa, but with the old ways of repentance. “Aye,” Njord began. “My kin, too, knew a vengeful god. He was tha sea ‘imself. They called ‘im Atlan.”

Njord reflected and laughed to himself, “Per’aps me grandsire would ‘av been a happier man if he ‘ad feasted and made merry, too.”