"Isla," the Ancient introduces, having been waiting by the shoreline for the Merfolk to arrive. It's her first true act for Torchline, but it makes her no less keen to assist, and she accepts the reinforced bag with a nod of thanks between the Tidebreaker and his companion. "I'll cover ground further inland, but I won't stray too far. Let me know if you need me."
Smiling, it's with bare feet, freckled shoulders and fair hair fastened back out of her face that she gets to work, searching for any suitable stones she might place into the bag. Since size didn't matter, Isla chooses smaller specimens to be able to fit more into the space, all the while keeping an eye out for danger.
Smiling, it's with bare feet, freckled shoulders and fair hair fastened back out of her face that she gets to work, searching for any suitable stones she might place into the bag. Since size didn't matter, Isla chooses smaller specimens to be able to fit more into the space, all the while keeping an eye out for danger.
