The Tangle cling to his chest, home to his heart full of pride

Druids on an island.

He briefly thought of home, of his mother and siblings. Nothing that mattered now but it certainly disarmed him some. Softened him to her momentarily.

She is smaller when closer, somehow, and now his eyes do settle onto her. Not with how they did earlier. It was almost as if he could see her in a different light now.

A druid — or perhaps she did just live with them.

I am Prophet. Berserkr of Redtail Rise, leader of the fight.

And although he is speaking of himself, his curiosity is still heavily focused on her.

Marina.