Torchline had been peaceful in the aftermath of War; rebuilding after the rise of the islands had knocked the city askew had taken up a great deal of energy, leaving little for mischief of a more violent sort. The fauna - and, if reports were to be believed, the flora of at least one island - were less... respectful, however. Though he hadn't seen another Sea Panther since that tragic day, there had been other encroachments.
There were guards for such things. Men and women trained to handle weapons and magic and use them against those threats to merfolk and humans alike who ventured into the water and the intertidal zone, but his strength was occasionally needed.
And his weaponry. Safrin's gift was a potent deterrent to the local carnivores, though he wished it had a bit more... distance to it. He was currently coiled in a tidepool and considering a piece of driftwood just out of reach of the starlit water's range when movement nearby caught his attention and he raised his head.
"Lena," he called in greeting, raising his deep voice to be heard above the surf. "It is good to see you. Are you well?"
There were guards for such things. Men and women trained to handle weapons and magic and use them against those threats to merfolk and humans alike who ventured into the water and the intertidal zone, but his strength was occasionally needed.
And his weaponry. Safrin's gift was a potent deterrent to the local carnivores, though he wished it had a bit more... distance to it. He was currently coiled in a tidepool and considering a piece of driftwood just out of reach of the starlit water's range when movement nearby caught his attention and he raised his head.
"Lena," he called in greeting, raising his deep voice to be heard above the surf. "It is good to see you. Are you well?"
