Hadama listened within the Attuned bond, though outwardly he remained at ease within the steaming water. They had known they would be facing something in water, far beneath the surface of the island, but the writhing and the tentacles... That will be... interesting. A cautious observation; an understatement worth long, quiet consideration. Difficult to guard against. But perhaps easier to deal with then the Wyrm. If the tentacles could reach them, they could reach the tentacles, after all. And the magic of the Sword and the Tidebreaker was well-suited to such combat, unlike the Mire Wyrm's penchant for burrowing out of reach and using the inanimate geology against them.
But they had a way to draw it to them, now, and Hadama breathed deeply of the steam before he turned his mind to their previous business. This... Dorian. What did he look like? And he listened gravely to the description that followed before lapsing into silence, deep in thought.
For the moment it was enough to simply relax and enjoy the hard-won waters. Soon enough there would be further trials and tribulations, but now, in this moment, there was quiet camaraderie and a much-needed rest before they took up their burdens once more.
~fin
But they had a way to draw it to them, now, and Hadama breathed deeply of the steam before he turned his mind to their previous business. This... Dorian. What did he look like? And he listened gravely to the description that followed before lapsing into silence, deep in thought.
For the moment it was enough to simply relax and enjoy the hard-won waters. Soon enough there would be further trials and tribulations, but now, in this moment, there was quiet camaraderie and a much-needed rest before they took up their burdens once more.
~fin
