Foggy Bottom Way Esoteric

Wearied and disheartened by the departure of her firstborn son, Candle sought her Dunesinger. She put her nose low to the ground and tracked @Aylah through the mist, moon shining brightly above. The priestess yipped softly when she found her daughter.

I have a task for you, she signed to her daughter in the dark, if you'll take it.