Wheeling Gull Isle lost and found

In the same sense, Aiolos had spoken of the Nereides and his way of living a time or two before, specifically to the women of Yuelong and those who had first founded him in these lands, those of Courtfall. It was few and far between who knew though his time before he became a man of Sea's command, for the harsh memories which it brought him. Tzila's reason not to open up fully was of her own reasons, yet both were stories of being betrayed by those which they should have been able to trust- family. The two wolves instead had created a new family to love, only for that to be taken, too.

Although the bad memories may haunt you forever, He could not sugar coat that nor lie and say time would heal all wounds. Dont forget the good ones either. Those will keep you grounded. Keep you from getting lost in your own pain, keep you from loosing yourself to it...

It is, isnt it. A small smile then at her comment of how particular it was for him to take to his captor's religious views. And then, she steps towards the ocean which she had come to have a love-hate relationship towards. The waters flow over the sands, wrapping around her ankles. Aiolos takes a heavy breath, his eyes casting over her form. It is true...You've been a long standing and loyal member here. I honestly cant say there are many of those to spare. He spoke, a bit of a frown and then, But if you did go, now that you've made us aware, I dont see your image being tarnished. Another slight smile.

Tzila, of course. He then said, shifting his toes through the sands as he looked to her still and the ocean beyond her image. A seafaring woman, a fighter, a mother. Those which cannot be taken from you. He didnt know how to help her, honestly, when he felt he had his own trials to fight as any other, but he was here to at least help, if anything.