Stavanger Bay blackwood farm

backdated a few days to the night she's kicked out of Donnelaith! I know @Skellige was interested! ;)

Her wandering brings her far from the Plateau and she is drawn towards the Bay. The crash of the seas and the spray in the air is comforting to her, it's presence is steady and stable and soothing. The white witch hasn't let herself think for too long because she knows what's coming. Eventually Rowan will be overcome by emotion but she wants to do so alone, safe to her thoughts, with nothing else but silence around her. 

Before when she had visited the Bay there was nothing there but the earth and the sea, their love affair long standing, stable. The lifeforms that are so fortunate to experience both entities are strange looking but tonight there is a new presence. Beneath the moon's gentle rays she notices it. Before no one was present, now, there are scents of many. The witch is quiet and still, a distance from the heaviest of the scents but still nearby. 

She's curious, but really, she just wants to be anywhere that isn't Donnelaith.