Sea Lion Shores some farcical aquatic ceremony

It was a good plan. They could get a bearing for things by travelling together, and certainly anyone they encountered would be enamored by Rhona's kind eyes - charmed by her more than his miserable self. He did not wish to use her in any way, and it would guilt him should their decision be the wrong one or lead to any hardship - but it was the right call.

Let us head to the river then, he agreed, and maybe along the way we will encounter someone who can enlighten us to this strange new world. He shifted then, took a few shaky steps, and fell in to position beside Rhona so that she could support him if she wished - or if he were to stumble suddenly.

To pass the time, Pendragon thought to ask, from where do you hail? It is... not common, from my perspective, for a young woman to be wandering alone. If it does not pain you, I would love to hear your story. His ears twisted back upon his head as he spoke, feeling a bit silly for the manner in which he phrased things - but it was the truth. Women were always escorted, and knights had a sworn duty to protect them. To that end, where was her knight?