After his culinary adventure with Evie, Hadama was curious to experiment with some dryland cuisine of his own. He had been shopping in a different section of the market that day, obtaining fresh vegetables and a number of different herbs sealed in carefully waterproofed bottles and jars.
Now, however he was slowly heading towards home, back through the canals and into the welcoming tide that rose around him.
Except... there was a hint of smoke in the air and a flicker of flame a little ways away, just down the beach. Light reflected auburn off of hair and scales and the mermanta moved leisurely in that direction until he could confirm who was there.
Familiar faces (and snouts) had him breaching the surface once more as he swam as far up the beach as the waves allowed him to comfortable come. "Melita. Fangorn. Sila," he greeted politely with a dip of his head. "How are you?" And there was a flicker of curious eyes towards the fire and the meat hung over it, but he held himself back from asking about it... for now.
Now, however he was slowly heading towards home, back through the canals and into the welcoming tide that rose around him.
Except... there was a hint of smoke in the air and a flicker of flame a little ways away, just down the beach. Light reflected auburn off of hair and scales and the mermanta moved leisurely in that direction until he could confirm who was there.
Familiar faces (and snouts) had him breaching the surface once more as he swam as far up the beach as the waves allowed him to comfortable come. "Melita. Fangorn. Sila," he greeted politely with a dip of his head. "How are you?" And there was a flicker of curious eyes towards the fire and the meat hung over it, but he held himself back from asking about it... for now.
