Shaye
When she comes through the portal, she's dressed in more casual attire for this visit. No leather-clad armor beneath pounds of fur. Just simple linens paired with a well-insulated cloak, the materials faded and worn-in without being tattered. The moment she finds herself on the docks, she's already begun unfastening the clasp on her cloak. She folds it over one arm and goes forth.
As she makes her way past settled ships and boats, walking brusquely past the people that mill about, her gaze scans the sandy horizons for a familiar figure. Eventually, she locates him somewhere nearby in the sands, tending lanterns with his pants all rolled up and his feet dripping wet.
"I hope you don't plan on going for a swim," she comments while she's still a few feet away, coming to a halt when she is closer to him and his lantern. More formally, she says, "Good evening. I trust you've taken good care of the guild while I was gone?" A knowing smile crosses her lips.
Her gaze turns in favor of observing the layout, and she suddenly regards the peryton with raised eyebrows. "Ah, hallo! Who is this?" She asks as she walks toward the beast.
As she makes her way past settled ships and boats, walking brusquely past the people that mill about, her gaze scans the sandy horizons for a familiar figure. Eventually, she locates him somewhere nearby in the sands, tending lanterns with his pants all rolled up and his feet dripping wet.
"I hope you don't plan on going for a swim," she comments while she's still a few feet away, coming to a halt when she is closer to him and his lantern. More formally, she says, "Good evening. I trust you've taken good care of the guild while I was gone?" A knowing smile crosses her lips.
Her gaze turns in favor of observing the layout, and she suddenly regards the peryton with raised eyebrows. "Ah, hallo! Who is this?" She asks as she walks toward the beast.
'cause it's all we know and it's only change
