Ocean's Breath Plateau Where do we come from, where do we go

Set a couple of days since being found

After a few days of rest and revitalization, Carnelian was able to walk about the camp, surveying his surroundings and kept tabs on everyone who came and went. He had not seen the red healer yet this morning, wanting to converse with her to discuss the next steps.

His sister, Peridot, had woken fully; though weak and unsteady, she would live. Watching her teeter on the edge of life had been terrifying, but he was grateful for the healers who pulled her back. He did not know what he would have done if his sister have succumbed to her weakened state.

After a quick jaunt around the camp, he returned to her, nudging his nose against her shoulder as she slept. She murmured unpleasantries, causing him to chuckle. “Wake up, sleepyhead. We have a big day ahead of us. Reina should be back soon and we need to talk to her about what to do next. And,” he paused to dramatically sniff her, scrunching his face up as he did so, a twinkle in his eye as he continued, “You need a bath.”

He bounded away, laughing, as she went to swat at him, a small smile playing on her lips. He was glad to see some life return back into her eyes. Both had grown a bit stronger since their ordeal, but they had a long ways to go before they were back in fit form.