Stavanger Bay Song of the waves

There was silence, as silent as it could be with the crash of waves further off and the greedy waters lapping at the sand. Between them, the leviathan and the fairy, silence seemed to rage on as the man concidered what she had to say. Was he wondering how she became all alone? Had he guessed that she had been abandoned, tossed aside because taking care of her was difficult? Was he thinking of walking away, she would understand if he did. Why be concerned about someone who could not survive the winter on their own, why humor her any longer.

for some reason her mind spiraled down, into a darker place that she tried to shy away from. The more that the quiet stretch the more alone she felt, without sight, without the sound of shuffling or talking, she was on her own. A sigh huffed out of her lips but then his voice shattered the uncomfortable silence.

stormrift. Was he offering her a place, a home? Did he wonder what a blind fairy could provide this group that was laying claim to this stretch of beach? Lucky for her, she had skills, she had use. "I can provide you with the ability to heal and identify herbs, as well as poisons. I would just need an escort when collecting my plants." she listed what she could provide, what use she was. "Ah. My mother would be rolling in her grave" she chuckled and murmured to herself before she stood, touching her stick to remember its location as she crossed her right leg over her left.  The sightless angel then lowered her front half down but not enough to make her chest touch the ground, her tail swished in accent as she spoke. Formal for their formalities. My name is Hymn Opal la'Rousse," she lifted herself from her flourishing curtsey. "or just Hymn, if you would prefer. A pleasure to meet you, and if my skills appeal to and your pack. I will gladly call this place home, and do as much as I am able." her unseeing eyes showed an emotion of warmth as she ended her formal way of speaking. Maybe she went a little overboard.