DELPHINE
Pull me from the dirt,
No, you don't want me in your garden.
No, you don't want me in your garden.
Dandelion, dandelion.
Nobody would ever call Delphine intelligent, that was a given. Sure, she was smart, when it came to things she cared about; that affected her. But if something did not directly affect her... it went right over her head. And just like that, navigation was not something she was the best at. Honestly, a miracle her children had survived for as long as they had. It was probably a miracle she had survived as long as she had, too.
She was smart when it came to healing, plants and botany, paints... She could even skin small animals, though it was rudimentary. But she could not navigate without a map. It had taken her a while to navigate Snowcloak, and that was just because she had memorized where the house was.
But Delphine had not gone out on the tundra since arriving, and... well, LongNight was over and she had realized she'd left her bird. Where she had left him, she was not quite sure, but she was certain she could follow the path to the portal.
It never occurred to her that the portal would still be covered by snow. Or that the path that led the way would be covered in places... and that was how she went off-track. At least this time she was dressed for the cold, with some bread and dried meat in a pouch, to tide her over if she got hungry while in Torchline.
"I wonder how far off from the path I am..."
Korbin
She was smart when it came to healing, plants and botany, paints... She could even skin small animals, though it was rudimentary. But she could not navigate without a map. It had taken her a while to navigate Snowcloak, and that was just because she had memorized where the house was.
But Delphine had not gone out on the tundra since arriving, and... well, LongNight was over and she had realized she'd left her bird. Where she had left him, she was not quite sure, but she was certain she could follow the path to the portal.
It never occurred to her that the portal would still be covered by snow. Or that the path that led the way would be covered in places... and that was how she went off-track. At least this time she was dressed for the cold, with some bread and dried meat in a pouch, to tide her over if she got hungry while in Torchline.
"I wonder how far off from the path I am..."
