<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/06/Black13_%282%29.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Treacherous Coral of the Invisible Reef (https://docs.google.com/document/d/1i5rADyFtiD-kCUmpOxS4bdhxTP_xncnCDif9KC4YcCw/edit)</strong></span><br/><br/><br/>Fortune’s reaction to the approaching lunar drew Coral’s attention away from finishing the wagons. As the owl descended, Coral tensed, they had just watched a whole flock ascend with their companion. The others were comfortable though, looking up with welcome to the new girl who bounded from the tree. Her tattoos caused Coral to quickly scan the surroundings for trouble, not from the prisoners, but a lunars tattoos were obvious and damning evidence.<br/><br/>The quick exchange of the warrior and lunar was interesting, more was exchanged than just the words.<strong><em>I wonder if you can hear me as they can communicate? If so, accept my strength, manse I may not be, but open to you I am.</em></strong>Her own tattoos began to glow as a conduit of essence was opened. Flowing through her touch into Canticle’s shoulder. From her stance to the right and just behind Canticle, Coral spoke to be heard. “<strong>I am Coral. I find myself helpmate to Canticle, much as I observe as you are to him.</strong>”<br/>