Dragoncrest Cliffs Can I eat this?

val drew in a breath, configuring in which order to tell the bits of his story.

well... since you got the time... he started, winking good-naturedly before launching right into it. these cliffs didn't always belong to sapphique. a long time ago, before any of us were born, the sound below was run by pirates. they went up and down the coast before settling on the beach below. a bear drove them out, but when they returned, the cliffs above were claimed.

val took a breath, trying his best to be succinct without glossing over details. that pack did not take kindly to neighbors so close to their claim. one of ours -- my maman -- was kidnapped. my other maman, along with several rusalkan warriors, stormed the keep to save her. he smiled softly; the memory of erzulie's fire brought enough heat to his heart to chase the coldness of sorrow away. they regrouped in ankyra. another battle was fought, with injuries on both sides - but in the end rusalka, now sapphique was victorious. and we have cherished peace ever since.