Dragoncrest Cliffs in hell i'll be in good company

erzulie counted her wolves as they entered. many were here. many were not. she turned back, blinking into the driving rain. rosalyn was out here. and she had heard chacal's voice.
the ice fell.
erzulie wanted fiercely to return into the darkness, to pluck each member of sapphique from where they were, to place them in the safety of the tunnel. but she knew one leader must remain present at this place.
and so the obsidian called out again, voice seeking to cut through the storm, to give strength and guidance.