Blackwater Islands reflections off a broken mirror

the sound of fighting drew the listener away from her task; she had been arranging a new altar around her skyrock, her feathered companion ever-watchful as she worked. the keeper was near, as he always was.

@Ingram, the prophet beckoned him, already pursuing the source.

she found the glisterqueen, locked in conflict with a stranger. her gaze turned cold upon the pair, lingering even as she gave a command to her keeper.

keeper. help her.