The King of the Merfolk had not participated in the drinking contests the night before. He had enjoyed his liquor with the calm confidence of one who had nothing to prove, sipping and savoring his drinks in his own good time and leaving the challenges and boasts to those who were younger and more enthusiastic than himself.
Not that he was old. But he was old enough to know better.
The late morning was likely a challenge to many of those who had been up partying the night before, but Hadama had been up early to clear out some of the paperwork in the Court of Stars before taking a break to sit out on the beach with his feet in the waves. His magic silver armlet with its imprint of stars rested in his hands as he twisted it thoughtfully between his fingers. He turned his head at Thalassa's approach, however, giving her a nod of welcome and an invitation to join him. "Good morning, Captain. I have been given a quest from Safrin to improve my armor," he explained, his voice a quiet rumble like distant summer thunder. "She has tasked me to test it by physical means." He raised a brow at her, a gleam in his emerald eyes. "Would you have a suggestion for how I could do that?"
Not that he was old. But he was old enough to know better.
The late morning was likely a challenge to many of those who had been up partying the night before, but Hadama had been up early to clear out some of the paperwork in the Court of Stars before taking a break to sit out on the beach with his feet in the waves. His magic silver armlet with its imprint of stars rested in his hands as he twisted it thoughtfully between his fingers. He turned his head at Thalassa's approach, however, giving her a nod of welcome and an invitation to join him. "Good morning, Captain. I have been given a quest from Safrin to improve my armor," he explained, his voice a quiet rumble like distant summer thunder. "She has tasked me to test it by physical means." He raised a brow at her, a gleam in his emerald eyes. "Would you have a suggestion for how I could do that?"