So, it had been a few years, and maybe it would have been better to wait... but with everything going on in the world Tal figured there was no time like the present. There was no telling how long this peace would last, and he didn't intend to waste it. Sure, he'd spend way too much time worrying about the worst happening, but until it actually came to pass he'd try to keep living his life like he always had.
"So there's this jewelry maker who does th'best silversmithin' in all Caido," he explained to Sohalia as he pulled the oars of the little rowboat they had crammed into. There hadn't been room for Boreal, but she was perfectly happy to swim through the frigid waters beside them, her tail cutting a serpentine wake through the water behind her as she moved like a pale crocodile through the crowded waters. Occasional yelps of panic from nearby dinghies and shop boats marked her passage, much to her smug satisfaction. "An' I've got this idea for somethin' nice for Alys. But I wanted t'get your opinion on if it'll look good or not." He gave his friend a flicker of a rueful grin. "So... yeah. Thanks for comin' out here on such short noti--Hey! Watch where you're goin', fucker!" His expression of gratitude was somewhat ruined by another boat cutting right across their bow and threatening a crash, but a hurried backstroke by the courier managed to keep them from doing more than scraping hulls as the other rower yelled cheerful obscenities right back.
"Uh, sorry 'bout that." He managed to look almost sincerely sheepish as he picked up the pace again, angling towards a large boat half-sunk on a shallow sandbar. It's upper decks were still dry, and smoke poured steadily from a chimney built through the steering cabin. "Anythin' y'need t'pick up while we're here today?"
"So there's this jewelry maker who does th'best silversmithin' in all Caido," he explained to Sohalia as he pulled the oars of the little rowboat they had crammed into. There hadn't been room for Boreal, but she was perfectly happy to swim through the frigid waters beside them, her tail cutting a serpentine wake through the water behind her as she moved like a pale crocodile through the crowded waters. Occasional yelps of panic from nearby dinghies and shop boats marked her passage, much to her smug satisfaction. "An' I've got this idea for somethin' nice for Alys. But I wanted t'get your opinion on if it'll look good or not." He gave his friend a flicker of a rueful grin. "So... yeah. Thanks for comin' out here on such short noti--Hey! Watch where you're goin', fucker!" His expression of gratitude was somewhat ruined by another boat cutting right across their bow and threatening a crash, but a hurried backstroke by the courier managed to keep them from doing more than scraping hulls as the other rower yelled cheerful obscenities right back.
"Uh, sorry 'bout that." He managed to look almost sincerely sheepish as he picked up the pace again, angling towards a large boat half-sunk on a shallow sandbar. It's upper decks were still dry, and smoke poured steadily from a chimney built through the steering cabin. "Anythin' y'need t'pick up while we're here today?"
