Wheeling Gull Isle she sells sea snails

for @huā. afternoon.

tyche's time in yuelong so far had been... tolerable. she disliked the way the males were permitted to roam about. the sisters, so far, were more palatable. they were robust and canny, likable enough even if they were still miles away from discovering their true power. plucking a sea snail from the sand, tyche held it in her mouth, feeling the strange sensation as it sat on her tongue.

she arrived at hua's den with the offering, and tyche placed the snail, shell and all, outside the opening. hoo-ah? it tyche. bring gift.