Dragoncrest Cliffs our hands are tied here if we stay

Njord never did get the chance to correct his blunder. Meerkat and Erzulie were quick to wrap up their conversation before the scout departed. He made a mental note to ask about this extended family. It seemed the wolves of Sapphique – previously Rusalka – had quite the history embedded in these lands. Njord was the greenhorn among them… but something that would be a good thing.

“Aye,” Njord agreed, as they watched her go. “Wonder what Haunt ‘n Vex would make of ‘er.” It was funny how all of Kaertok’s kids were showing up now that he was gone. Little did he know, Haunt and Meerkat would meet as they traveled.

“Whalebone, ya say? I nev’r seen one. Ya must show me,” he asked in an entertained voice. Njord had seen whales breaching along the coast before, but it was hard to put their sheer size in perspective. Together, Erzulie would escort him down to the ocean and reveal the large shard of bleached white bone. An afternoon with the queen was always a good time.