Stavanger Bay how far you'll go

For any! Olo is out looking for Lote.

There was a great many which the Greek had missed, all those which had come and gone from his life. Some, even if only known for a short while, left memories in his mind unforgotten even as more time passed between them then the length he had known them for.

He thought of their names now, spoke them aloud as he pointed to the stars in the open dark sky with his muzzle, naming them- @Drifter, @Natshana, @Jaime, @Ying... Some from his life while in Yuelong. Then of those who had become family to him there. @Hua, @Ruo... And of course, @Huojin. Whispered on his breath with hope that speaking his name aloud might call his son back to him. Then further, to Olo's life within Courtfall. @Tundra, @Andraste, @Gracious... And to the island he had long now grown out from. @Kalika, @Ovid...

After naming as many he could by the stars he could see in the sky this night, his gaze turns back to the sea out before him. The dark waves rolled over golden sands, splashing over his legs and rump as he sat. The seafarer closes his eyes and breathes in deeply the salty cold air. Lote's scent was not here.