Dragoncrest Cliffs The Sea Whispers, and I heed her call.

Gunnar returned the smile, as fleeting as it was, a twinkle in his eye. As was often the case of him.  Gunnar stepped into movement with her, his eyes roving over the sea and the paths he would take. It made him feel quiet in his soul for the first time in days. To belong.


Her next question drew him pause and he lifted his eyes ot her face and back again. Yes, not here exactly, but yes. You must watch out for the sharks. And the black and white things will play to hard for your body. But crabs and shrimp line the shallows and small fish. I prefer the tide pools that appear after a storm, or when the tide comes in. Easier pickings. If you don't respect her, the sea works against you, and even then sometimes too.