Dragoncrest Cliffs This is My Eden

Merlin attempted to playoff his perturbed erraticism and Njord obliged to change the subject, though a small bit of worry nagged the seafarer’s mind. If only he knew this would be one of the last encounters with his silly, ruddy friend before he careened off the cliffs during a hallucinogenic episode.

“Aye, it ‘as,” Njord agreed. “Keepin’ busy meself… Erzulie’s bairns are soon ta arrive.” He remembered the day with Erzulie vividly. Merlin’s scent on her. There was a chance either one of them could be the father – or both. “Are ya lookin’ forward ta bein’ a Da’?” he asked. “I know I am.”