Gilded Bay In the wet grass out back, we spread the sheet

There was something in the way the woman spoke that  seemed to draw in the inked female in clinging to every word much like her mentors in the past. Her word choice was favorable, and her voice held a few mysterious undertones to it. "Of course." She stated simply with a small smile of her own as she glanced across the water for a second then back to the moonlit female. "My name is Nimueh." The Druid felt it would be best to introduce herself first before continuing to speak any further. "What brings you to the sea?" She questioned. For Nimueh she was merely passing through but couldn't help but stop and look at the beauty in it as the waves crashed against the shoreline and seagulls called in the distance.