Dragoncrest Cliffs Windchime

Njord secretly followed Quenell and Swordfish’s pawprints, side by side, in the fresh snow for half a league. In many ways, he saw Merlin and himself in the youngsters – two complimentary personalities off on adventures together. Njord smiled to himself, happy his son had such a good friend.

Yet as he turned back towards the heart of Sapphique, he couldn’t help but feel a small ache in his chest for Meerkat. Would Swordfish soon disperse as Mercy had?

The pair hadn’t talked much since speaking with Mireille. The man did not know where his wife’s heart lay.

Eventually, he found her. Njord greeted @Meerkat with a soft kiss on her cheek. “I tracked tha lads through tha Tangle,” he informed her. “They’re movin’ at a good pace. They’ll be reachin’ Nova Peak by nightfall, I’d wager.”