Blackwater Islands everglade

the acolyte had changed from that first day, when the listener and her keeper had discovered him on the shores of their sacred island. he stood before her whole and hale, unafraid.

i am the listener. it was my keeper, ingram, who discovered you when you came to us. do you remember that day? he had not spoken then. the prophet wondered if he would speak now, or forever hold his silence, as astara had.

my deepest apologies, my first post was an inaccurate reflection of events. my memories have been a bit jumbled due to illness ;_;