[ He laughs, quiet. He doesn't even think there are mermaids here, though perhaps they've learned to stay hidden beneath the depths.
But he doesn't much like being on the ocean, either. The Continent is a giant landmass where reaching the coast can take months of travel, depending on where you start your journey. He's only travelled by ship to the islands a handful of times and finds himself most at home on steady ground. ]
Unstuck his son's wagon. I came across the boy on the desert roads, on his way home. No monsters that day.
[ He'd given the boy no further thought until he stepped into the inn one day weeks later, and the innkeeper recognized him. So now he gets a decent fare or a drink on the house, here and there. He'll hardly complain, even if he travels to Aquila rarely. It's a quaint little place—sits atop a cliff with a golden stray that seems to have made its home there. The rooms are clean and free of skittering spiders. ]
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But he doesn't much like being on the ocean, either. The Continent is a giant landmass where reaching the coast can take months of travel, depending on where you start your journey. He's only travelled by ship to the islands a handful of times and finds himself most at home on steady ground. ]
Unstuck his son's wagon. I came across the boy on the desert roads, on his way home. No monsters that day.
[ He'd given the boy no further thought until he stepped into the inn one day weeks later, and the innkeeper recognized him. So now he gets a decent fare or a drink on the house, here and there. He'll hardly complain, even if he travels to Aquila rarely. It's a quaint little place—sits atop a cliff with a golden stray that seems to have made its home there. The rooms are clean and free of skittering spiders. ]