Dragoncrest Cliffs Kisa ki pi lwen Sand la?

"not bad, my sweet boy. not good ei'ter. de lwa simply are. dey simply exist. an' you do not find dem. dey find you."
her two-toned eyes gleamed. "you be a son of t'ese shores. yes, t'ese t'ings also be for you to know."
she stood, restless. "run wid me, etienne. we will see what dey say if you ask dem for speed."