Dragoncrest Cliffs Everyone blooms

The sea had been his only constant companion for some days, drawing him close befor falling away, then driving him back by flooding in; a few times he thought he might be caught by the snap of a wave and was lucky when he wasn't.

Eventually, bedraggled and salt crusted, he came to the edge of a claim. Raimo held no gift to beg passage, nor the will, and settled among some barnacle-heavy stones to rest, dry beneath the sun, and watch for signs of life.

The cliffs towered over him, and in the coming hours the sun would wilt behind them.