Dragoncrest Cliffs they say we being demonic, angel in disguise

"grandmaman made me who i be today," mireille said in veneration of those before, though the brightness in her eyes would bespeak her happiness at such praise.
"sobeille it be, cherie," the obsidian said with a kiss between her daughter's ears, noticing how much the child had grown. "next spring, i t'ink you be havin' new bro'ters an' sisters."