Barrow Fields i was lost in the cities, alone in the hills

a change came over the tattered man at the mention of cat -- it was brief, but told the sylph what she needed to know. she wouldn't press further; not that her words were capable of imposing any more damage than the helllcat's claws had been..

as the male stared into the distance, his clouded gaze resting on some nebulous shore, the siren drew a long breath. supposing he couldn't see the briny expanse, caiaphas pressed past the careful distance he had planted between them. "you never see the ocean before?" if there was accusation in her voice she hid it well, though the flintiness of her gaze betrayed much of her assessment of the man.