Blackwater Islands girls of roses, thorns and crowns

Now that the storm has passed and things are calm once more Eske feels more confident about venturing out to Blackwater Islands. She is not quick to believe the story of the Nereides woman and child though neither have been seen in Drageda for quite some time. If anything, her fickleness is what inspires the trip. Eske has to be sure they are gone, that they are a neutralized threat and not just attempting to get Heda to lower her guard. Anyone could tell a lie, after all. It was a good tactic, in Eske’s mind: fool the competition. It’s something she would do and therefore she cannot put it past anyone else and cannot rest easy until she ascertains for herself. The water levels are still high but crossing to the Islands was not as hard as she thought it might be. It is windy here, the air colder than it is on the mainland. On the beach where it is littered with debris from the storm the Cheka pauses and looks back at @Arlo, silently warning her pale companion to be on his guard. He accompanies her at the command of Heda whom refused to let her go alone. The storm hit the Islands hard and if there were borders the salt and havoc of the relentless rains have washed them away. It does not mean the Nereides have gone. They could have easily taken shelter further in. Towards the heart of the largest Island’s territory Eske goes, unable to help but wonder why anyone would want to live here. The Island is small, rocky with barely any grass; she can only assume it is the same for the smaller islands as well. It is no wonder they are forced to the mainland to hunt. To be cut off from the mainland may very well spell certain death for the Nereides wolves. As far as living space goes Eske, personally, does not find these Islands very logical.