Dragoncrest Cliffs The Abyss

Teo had a fighting spirit! Njord looked back fondly upon the memory of training with Rosencrantz. With Merlin. With Kigipigak besides his son, Loko.

They were all friends. Mentors. A fraternity of brotherhood. There was no doubting the ferocity of Sapphique’s amazons… and so Njord was touched to be asked to be a teacher.

“Ah’course,” Njord replied, clearly interested. “Ah’m happy tae help teach ye or ye brother whatever ye wish tae ken.” He paused, thoughtful. “Perhaps Swordfish an’ Stingray would like tae learn too.” Could Njord start up his own little BootCamp? He was tickled at the thought… perhaps when Swordfish was healed.

“Let us go towards tha Lowlands. Near tha Ravine,” he instructed the lad.