Wheeling Gull Isle New scents

he introduced himself, and she set apart the important bits for memory. rodyn, trader, moonglow.

"hello rodyn, my name is kacia," she responded back with a neighborly warmth.

truthfully she was lost, unsure on what to do next. she lacked the authority to invite him upon the isle but did not wish to abandon him to awkward silence either.

and so she let her curiosity guide their conversation instead.

"i've not heard of moonglow before, it is far from here?" had he travel a great journey towards the sea?