Ravensblood Forest rineless

Meredith. A name that suited her whimsy, though Nox found it tugged memories of merfolk to the surface of his mind. How fitting for a siren such as herself.

"Nox," he offered in return, pleased that she seemed to have no qualms with his deal. The task served twofold; to test Meredith's sealegs, and to cement Murkwood as a crew worth fearing. The phantom stood steadfast as she leaned in for a moment, feelings of annoyance mellowed to satisfaction, though there remained a seed of doubt that he hoped the girl would diminish soon enough.

"An' if I ever catch wind of ye disappearin' before time's up, well," some things did not have to be said. With a cant of his head, he began to melt into the shadows. "Welcome t' Murkwood. Would ye like a tour?"

so happy to have her! we can fade on your next post if you like