Blackwater Islands thorn

i will help you carry them to the mainland. when the tide is low. two to each of us. i have business to attend thereafter. then i will join you on the mainland for your journey back.

for now, the listener turned to her altar, reaching for a branch laden with eldritch berries. recently harvested.

what you need is power. this is what i told reverie. divinity; even false gods have power.

merrick; the bear.

the path to divinity is long and filled with suffering… for creatures of the night, she regarded him coolly.

it is not so for daywalkers. it is not dark magick you need but that of the sun. beauty. pleasure. life. soft things for soft creatures. it is not enough to simply experience these things; in this you must find divinity… or create your own.

these will help, the prophet laid the branch heavy with eldritch berries before him. but they will not do this work for you. not entirely.

i can guide you in this. both of you, she lingered on the words. or i can pass this knowledge to you.