Ankyra Sound to live and die by the sword

ash paw; a clever name given because of the inky color that marked her paw that she moved. it catches the dreadfather's attention; briefly. whether they would remember should their path and her's cross again ...that was anyone's guess.

i believe i met her. wallowing in their own obsessions took up much of their mental capacity these days; filled with rituals and items for rituals. seeking answers to questions they do not dare yet ask. trying and failing to battle the yearning of their mortal heart for their nightwife. she came to my islands on her way. it was not everyday that one met another knowing her death was not too far off.

it only sounds lonely. it is filled with souls of the dead. sometimes it is too loud.