Blackbeak Bluff I move from dreamer to dreamer, from dream to dream, hunting for what I need.

I hope it’s alright if you get the oddball son instead!

Does it call to you?

He had left mother and the young ones and the island, only for now. If Blackwater was to rise again, they would need numbers.

What is the prize for saving a life? Pelagius stared with those unsettling beetle wing shine eyes, appearing even darker with the black fur around them. It felt odd, to be without his skull.

But it was new, exciting. The whispers hummed and buzzed in his head, and he twitched his snout to the side. Like an eagle trying to see something up close.

He chuffed a laugh.

I have known you. Before. Basilica, his dreadfather’s claim, yes he had seen the man there he thought.