Dragoncrest Cliffs Procellous

Sobo would be found down the beach near the sea caves, combing through a large tidepool.

News of Njord's return had, of course, reached his ears. It awoke a new kind of turmoil in him. There was a very small part of him left that considered Njord family — the little boy who had always looked up to his seafaring father, deep down inside — that was glad the man was still alive.

There was a considerably larger part that scorned Njord for leaving his children not once, but twice. The first had been forgiveable, since Njord was only a father on a technicality then, but the second was unconscionable. He had left his mate alone with their young children to mourn for him, and Sobo's feelings toward Njord were no longer about how overlooked he felt, but how terrible a man Njord was, and how he did not deserve what he had.

His back was turned; he would not know it was Njord who approached until the man spoke, and perhaps it was better that way, for a sight of him would have sent Sobo stalking wordlessly away.