Magic, otherkin stuff, Weird.
Kerithe: Okay, we're up against a Wall here and we're gonna have to take time to talk to the local medicine man (We have some white sage we grew to give him) because we're WAY too white (Irish/polish) to have this much native american magic dropping on us.
Like, we knew well enough growing up that that power Wasn't for us, that we were intruders here, but like...
The Old Gods of this place, this -land- Smile down on us.