Wheeling Gull Isle until there is nothing left of him

plz don't hate me for this. i'm going to try to wrap up all on-going threads. psa: he's not dead so i can bring him back in game in the future.

atausiq couldn't swim well. he knew this and never saw fit to tell his siren bride. it made sense, given where he grew up in the stone circle where they were far away from the water. and it'd never occurred to him that it would pose an issue for he used the sandbar to navigate between isle and mainland. he'd never considered the angry swell of the sea, the tossing and turning of a storm as it churns just beyond the horizon. he never considered he'd be stuck half way across; trapped between the isle and the mainland. he doesn't notice the water pooling over the sand, the sea threatening to reclaim it. he doesn't know anything about ripetides or what to watch out for.

a large wave washes up, rushing around his legs. he bears his weight down on the shifting sands and for a little while it works. it works until he moves a few steps forward and his paws are swept out from underneath him. he flails, struggling to grip the sand bar — floating away from him in one blink, two blink, three blinks. panic freezes his muscles and he inhales a mouthful of saltwater and blacks out as the sea carries him away.