Dragoncrest Cliffs why the hell the law wanna press me?

sobeille could not help the wandering of her gaze back tot he ocean. surely, whatever had purloined half her meal had to be a massive thing -- and yet, she had survived!

like thibault, sobeille wondered -- did that make her some great sea-warrior?

as chani rolled in the sand, sobeille looked back at the severed fish. i wonder what it was. she had a vivid imagination and was in the middle of imagining a kraken-seal when she recalled, again, the long night. chani, when you be out on de rocks dat night of de long night, what was it like? did you see lots of monsters?