Kaiden's energy was not unusual. Hadama was used to his friend's restlessness and wandering nature. This cheer, however, was new, and if he was not carrying the weight of so much grief he would have been more inclined to pursue the reason for it. As it was, the mention of the ghostwhale gave the unflappable hippocampus pause. He shook his head, sending a ripple down the fin that ran the length of his arching neck. I... do not think I heard you correctly, he admitted cautiously. You encountered a... ghost whale? The creatures did not even seem to be friends with each other, though admittedly they were less dangerous to Merfolk than airbreathers.
The question that came in turn dimmed the light in emerald eyes and Hadama gave a stronger flex of his tail that sent him through the water at a momentarily greater speed as he continued his patrol of the coast. My friends were killed by the Void. His mental tone was not simply calm but flat, a rare pulse of grief washing through the bond in a quiet wave. One was killed within the Refuge in King's End. A Merfolk. He did not wish to receive that particular letter from the Archon ever again. I am here to investigate. And to cleanse any creatures of the Void he encountered in the course of his search.
The question that came in turn dimmed the light in emerald eyes and Hadama gave a stronger flex of his tail that sent him through the water at a momentarily greater speed as he continued his patrol of the coast. My friends were killed by the Void. His mental tone was not simply calm but flat, a rare pulse of grief washing through the bond in a quiet wave. One was killed within the Refuge in King's End. A Merfolk. He did not wish to receive that particular letter from the Archon ever again. I am here to investigate. And to cleanse any creatures of the Void he encountered in the course of his search.
