King Elk Forest instruo

we do :D

sacnite. reminded of the sacred stones that could be collected from a particular grove, germanicus put her name to the ocean-glow of her eyes and knew he would remember it. "i am in good company." again, the awkward nature of his place here not being assured beyond the word of their king; it colored the man, limned him, turned him aloof.

"do you follow the great elk they do?" he inquired softly. part of him expected that sacnite would have fallen into célnes' teachings, but he had not. hope yet for this one too.