Seaside Moors a weak and repellent man at his worst

His eyes were red, but the intensity of the color did not unsettle her so much as intrigue. Her voice was teasing and light, she almost did not expect an answer though she asked anyways. But curiosity got the better of her and she spoke her question before trapping it along her tongue. "What brings such a handsome fellow to these rocky shores?" While these hills sheltered them from the brunt of the tides it the sparse vegetation made it less lush than the coconuts to the north or the plains to the ease or even the swampland to the south. Her gaze cast both to the horizon but also over him, not weighing so much as taking in the view.