Ankyra Sound Seaglass

A voice made Cerne look up, and he peered through the rain to see a young male standing there, finishing off a crab. It made Cerne's own stomach rumble — he didn't recall the last time he'd actually eaten. Perhaps, after this, he would find himself a meal.

Cerne wore two items about his throat, both threaded with rope made of dried seaweed. — one, a magnificent carved rib bone, taken off a seal carcass he'd found over a week ago, and two, his hareskin pouch that contained the items necessary for his bone readings. Not certain which the boy had seen, he called back, "Tools for casting bones, and a protective amulet. Would you like a reading?"