Wheeling Gull Isle the mask i wear is the performance in the mirror

maybe @Hemlock if she can leave the den! @Ceallach or @Tapat ...someone who knows arturo ( or er, knew him when he was arturo ) :P

The information that Devin, Bain and Cearney were able to give him was …extremely varied and old. It had been over a year since any of them had seen Arturo but Boadicea had insisted he consult them first. Devin’s information was the one he decided to take as it was as new as it would come: Arturo Fearghal was some where on the coast in a place called Blackrock Depths. Whether that pack even existed anymore or if Arturo had stayed there was all up in the air. So, Rhysand makes the trek to the coast after asking for directions from a loner he brushed shoulders with: offering a plump rabbit as compensation for the directions. Rhysand always paid his debts and the last thing he wanted was to be indebted to a stranger for asking for directions; these Wilds were foreign and he’s not sure how they operate and thus he assumes that it was similar to Quicksilver Hollow and Foxfang Ravine. It was safer that way lest he find himself captive or worse.

It’s luck that he found the partial sandbar and even more luck that the pack scent that hits him as he lingers on a piece of sandbar a good bit from the shores over the salty tang of the sea air is mingled with several coywolf scents: one in particular stronger than the others. A pure coywolf lives here and if Rhysand were a praying man he might have offered some deity a prayer that it would be Arturo because if it’s not he has no idea where to go next in his efforts to find him. Devin’s year old information said “coast”. He sends up a howl announcing his presence hoping that he’s came across that Blackrock place ( whilst wondering if he actually has that kind of luck ).

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