Lost in a mystical swamp full of rabid flesh-eating predators? Just another day in the merc business for Zephyr! He seems to have stumbled upon the sole sentient creature in this bog. Jordell's intentions are as clear as the foggy sky, however.

Zephyr is intrigued by the odd-looking gems sprouting like grass and doesn't take too kindly to Jordell's cryptic remarks. The gems seem to have healing properties as his wounds close up rapidly, as if they were never there.

Art by  Pintsiboo TYSM THIS ART IS GIVING ME LIFE!