Dragoncrest Cliffs in hell i'll be in good company

They'd seen storms before, so Rosalyn was not worried at first. She'd weathered a good many in their time upon the coast, but as the winds shifted, the sky blackened with an alarming intensity. Generally the ocean did not have this level of ire.

She should have returned immediately to the caves. Likewise, she should have done as her wife had and ensured their children were accounted for. Perhaps she would have thought to do so if a call hadn't sounded off to her left, near enough that she immediately honed in on its location.

In the chaos of the storm, the decision wasn't even a choice. She took the easy route, allowing the call to drive her towards the threat that she could fight and ignoring the one she could not in the process.

The driving rain would slow her down, but she would not be far behind.