Lyverns were not, Hadama knew, native to King's End. He caught a glimpse of scale and fury in the distance but without knowing who it was he continued on his way without interruption. At least, he continued until a short while later he found a familiar young woman walking at his side as if she had been there for the last half mile. He glanced down, the hint of a smile crinkling the edges of his eyes and the corner of his mouth as he nodded in greeting.
"Thalassa. I was visiting the shrine. And enjoying the cooler weather." At least for a short time, before duty called him back to sea-salt-scented halls and oppressive humidity. He paused his steps to look his friend over, pleased to see her looking physically well, at least. "What has brought you to King's End?" The names of those who had put the graves to rest were unknown to him, and Thal's part in that particular adventure was news that had not yet reached his ears.
"Thalassa. I was visiting the shrine. And enjoying the cooler weather." At least for a short time, before duty called him back to sea-salt-scented halls and oppressive humidity. He paused his steps to look his friend over, pleased to see her looking physically well, at least. "What has brought you to King's End?" The names of those who had put the graves to rest were unknown to him, and Thal's part in that particular adventure was news that had not yet reached his ears.
