Gilded Bay Please hide me, I run to the rock

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Backdated 11/7

She'd refused to sit idle while they were here. She knew of some other captians who would, reaping the rewards and benefits of their crews hard work. Eartha couldn't bring herself to such idleness, despite her royal blood. Idleness brought weakness. And she refused to slip into weakness from her own hubris.

The land around where she had set up camp was rich, even as the land slipped into cold. It angered her, but she couldn't see herself setting up permanently here. Not with the small crew she had now.

She walked alongside a bay, relishing in the familiar feeling of saltwater spray. There were faint scents here, but they were too myriad for her to discern age, sex, or creed.