Dragoncrest Cliffs This ship was built to last

her mouth flew into an 'o' of surprise. beside her, rosalyn's energy shifted into dire spikes that pricked at the edge of whatever happiness erzulie might have had. it was odd to have him returned after months of anger and silence, fragranced like a redhawk and speaking of their grandmotherliness.
she brushed her shoulder along that of her wife.
"tell us about dem, reyes," she invited.
erzulie, despite the cocksure way she stood open her own borders, was desperate to welcome him back, and in this, she hoped her pirate would not think her false.