I salute you if you're much too much to handle
Aithne arrives with all the subtlety of an atomic bomb, all impish grin and lack of sense. She recognizes approximately one of the three others gathered to help do whatever it is they're meant to do - building something, she thinks, though she can't quite recall offhand. Skipping up to Thalassa, she offers a cheerful salute by way of greeting, then eyes the others with a curious gaze that skips between them and the captain, interested insofar as their intentions are unknown.
As Thalassa nods to a stack of nearby supplies, Aithne's gaze drifts over the port, such as it is, and she suddenly remembers that building it is what she's here to assist with. A furrow appears in her brow, her nose wrinkling with distaste. Somehow she'd thought there would be more to work with than... this. But let it never be said that Aithne is anything but eager. She hops to work with a smile, surveying the disaster of a port with keen eyes. Not that there's much to look at, but she hopes to get the lay of the land before being directed further.
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Aithne arrives, bringing her cheery disposition, and starts to survey the port.
As Thalassa nods to a stack of nearby supplies, Aithne's gaze drifts over the port, such as it is, and she suddenly remembers that building it is what she's here to assist with. A furrow appears in her brow, her nose wrinkling with distaste. Somehow she'd thought there would be more to work with than... this. But let it never be said that Aithne is anything but eager. She hops to work with a smile, surveying the disaster of a port with keen eyes. Not that there's much to look at, but she hopes to get the lay of the land before being directed further.
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Aithne arrives, bringing her cheery disposition, and starts to survey the port.
Aithne
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Aithne.
Feel free to use force/magic on Aithne.
