Skellig will absorb much, as he wanders, his feet leading him to an area that has clearly been settled by people who are from somewhere along the Mother river. He can understand them perfectly, even where they've picked up words and phrases from the local tongue.
He has not been called since he found himself walking in the desert outside Kreyu's village, until now. The feeling that he needs to be somewhere, soon, strikes him. If he follows the pull, it will lead him farther into the neighborhood, down side streets into the poorer area. Some syncretism has happened here, Great Lady Kreyu mixed with the Winged Goddess of their home village judging by the warding signs scrawled here and there upon doorways.
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Skellig will absorb much, as he wanders, his feet leading him to an area that has clearly been settled by people who are from somewhere along the Mother river. He can understand them perfectly, even where they've picked up words and phrases from the local tongue.
He has not been called since he found himself walking in the desert outside Kreyu's village, until now. The feeling that he needs to be somewhere, soon, strikes him. If he follows the pull, it will lead him farther into the neighborhood, down side streets into the poorer area. Some syncretism has happened here, Great Lady Kreyu mixed with the Winged Goddess of their home village judging by the warding signs scrawled here and there upon doorways.