the days that bind us

[exequy]

WHO: Lots of people
WHAT: Recovering lost phylacteries
WHEN: Guardian 23, 9:44
WHERE: The Storm Coast
NOTES: Violence! OOC post over here.

All signs point to the Storm Coast, and once scouts have narrowed down the location it's only a short journey across the Waking Sea to move a small force onto the rocky coast. They row ashore just after dawn in driving rain, and follow the beach for at least a mile before finding a path that actually reaches the top of the cliff. The rain fades to a drizzle but the day remains relentlessly overcast as they hike toward their goal, grey and dim even at noon, with a raw breeze off the water.

Comments

[galvanising]

"I'm not sure that would inspire much confidence, that even my closest friend thinks I shouldn't go." Nell has turned to start making her way (in no particular hurry) back toward the group, and she turns to look at him sideways. "And you really do still think that I should stay behind, don't you?"

[exequy]

“I would worry less,” Kostos says, looking ahead, which doesn’t exactly mean yes. It doesn’t exactly mean no, though, either, because it won’t matter how good Nell is if the mages in the compound make it back to the phylacteries first.

It does exactly mean that he isn’t going to try to talk her out of it. Proof:

“—but I will look fantastic with grey hair, so that’s fine.”