Dragoncrest Cliffs The bombs are falling

Fennec. I did once, I think. The specifics were lost on her, though, and it turned out it didn't really matter. Nor did the other two names she was asked about, towards which she felt a bit of annoyance. She'd stepped into this game but did not want to answer these questions.

No. Not well. She amended it. Haunt struck a familiar note but Kaertok was a complete stranger's name at this point. Any other victims of the bear had been consumed in the grief Raleska had left in her wake.

It was good to hear that Njord and she had made a match, however. The man deserved it and it was better that he bring her here properly, introducing her, rather than stealing through the territory with a stranger. For some that isn't easy, making the change to the sea. But you like it here? There was an almost-connection for her, a history she knew she was missing. But she ignored it entirely in favor of a simpler question, one that would let her sidestep any more questions she might not be able to answer.