Drawn by the sound of Amalia's voice, Jigano and Isuma exited the cathedral just in time to follow her pointing finger to the mass of rags that dove back between the waves. He glanced back at his baker-friend with a wry grin and took a step towards the ocean, right to the edge of the water.
The very wet, very dark water, with its constant motion and churning waves.
The bard hesitated, fingers reaching down to brush over SoulKeeper as if seeking comfort in the lantern's ceaseless glow. Comfort, or perhaps inspiration. With a return of his grin he backpedaled then changed direction and ran at the surf, leaping towards the rolling breakers but shifting as he did so, sprouting pale feathers even as he used his Item Shift magic to bring the lantern with him as he flew towards the place he'd seen 'Ludo' dive back beneath the waves. Isuma followed with a happy hoot, the pair of pale avians skimming just above the ocean's spray as they tried to follow their god's masked form beneath the waves.
The very wet, very dark water, with its constant motion and churning waves.
The bard hesitated, fingers reaching down to brush over SoulKeeper as if seeking comfort in the lantern's ceaseless glow. Comfort, or perhaps inspiration. With a return of his grin he backpedaled then changed direction and ran at the surf, leaping towards the rolling breakers but shifting as he did so, sprouting pale feathers even as he used his Item Shift magic to bring the lantern with him as he flew towards the place he'd seen 'Ludo' dive back beneath the waves. Isuma followed with a happy hoot, the pair of pale avians skimming just above the ocean's spray as they tried to follow their god's masked form beneath the waves.
