Ankyra Sound another vice, another town

though her appreciative glimpse does not go unnoticed by the keeper, he chooses not to acknowledge it. there is only one whose attention he craves: and she is currently back on blackwater island. with a flare of his nostrils, he takes in her scent; noting that there are faint wisps of familiarity. a face he has not seen for some time on blackwater: fury. nyra. whatever name she went by these days.

the urge to lie, to protect the druids as is his task as the keeper is strong. instead of falsehoods, he decides to redirect: neither confirming or denying. for what reason do you seek the druids of blackwater? he asks; though the directness and bluntness of his question may very well give him away as one of them.