Ankyra Sound invisible ghosts

Raleska apprised Valtari silently, an ear turned towards Aningan as he spoke. It was true — the grey waves were ominous at best, and angry was exactly how she would have described the ocean adjacent to them. 

It looked more than that — it looked downright malevolent. 

Stealing a glance back to the tide, Raleska answered the male’s boast with a grim sort of acceptance. She did not doubt his claim, but now was not the place to test ones mettle. It is not just that — I grew up here. It has never looked as such, and The Grotto — our den — has flooded over. She glances towards The Grotto, which now lurked some dozen feet underwater. We go uphill. There are some nearby territories where we could weather out the storm until it passes.