Ravensblood Forest From the housetops to the gutters

Violante pondered their words, humming softly. She had had a long day already, what with pulling Fennec out of the sea, but this was one of her many duties. Duties that could never wait. "Aravae." The name rolled from her tongue; it sounded pleasant. "I am Violante Cruor, Vicera of Sacrarium." Her usual greeting.

Black eyes swept over Aravae's form as she left the woods, nearing the other female. "I can offer you a home, perhaps. What talents do you have?" They had many mouths to feed.