"Stormbreak is... difficult," he agreed thoughtfully. "For Mer as well. Though that is not by choice, at least." Unlike the Abandoned, who had been deliberately excluded from the now-floating city. Though the end result was the same, ignorance and negligence were easier for the mermanta to bear than active prejudice.
Her suggestion was met with a bemused nod of acknowledgment as he considered the logistics of such a Ball. "I will consider it," he agreed. The idea had a great deal of merit, in fact, if the water breathing aspect could be overcome without too much slaughter of the local cloud manta population.
He spied another piece of amber in the shallows and swam close to retrieve it while he listened to Hotaru speak of her time in Torchline. He remained there instead of continuing on and used his magic to draw a small globe of water up. He dumped fine black sand into the slowly spinning sphere and then deposited his chunks of raw amber. The rotating current kept them from sinking through the bottom as he focused his mind and magic more tightly, causing the orb to spin swiftly while the stones within tumbled against each other and the sand, slowly becoming polished by the friction of their impacts.
"You strongly resemble a young woman I know there... Flora Kaliesin. A relation?" he asked curiously as he worked.
Her suggestion was met with a bemused nod of acknowledgment as he considered the logistics of such a Ball. "I will consider it," he agreed. The idea had a great deal of merit, in fact, if the water breathing aspect could be overcome without too much slaughter of the local cloud manta population.
He spied another piece of amber in the shallows and swam close to retrieve it while he listened to Hotaru speak of her time in Torchline. He remained there instead of continuing on and used his magic to draw a small globe of water up. He dumped fine black sand into the slowly spinning sphere and then deposited his chunks of raw amber. The rotating current kept them from sinking through the bottom as he focused his mind and magic more tightly, causing the orb to spin swiftly while the stones within tumbled against each other and the sand, slowly becoming polished by the friction of their impacts.
"You strongly resemble a young woman I know there... Flora Kaliesin. A relation?" he asked curiously as he worked.
