Blackwater Islands nox arcana

the listener shadowed bridget in silence. the woman knew something of medicine, she had gathered; she was helping harka. her scent was often on his coat.

she swept into the cave, halting at the gilded woman's side as she pressed plants to his brow. harka has not improved, the prophet observed. he returned from the realm of spirits many days ago. tell me what you would have done for him, before your injury. she said it in the way of one making small talk; a question regarding the weather, a light "how's the old ball and chain?" inquiry as if it held no deeper meaning.