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

[judgemewhole]

Interceptor whines slightly, as James looks pensive as he looks around. "So what do we all have after this? More wars. Delightful. Well, at least they won't be headed by a darkspawn in a dress."

[circleprodigy]

That gets a quiet snicker out of her. "Yes, the fashion sense ought to be more bearable. But...we'll see, my prediction might be off. Perhaps the Inquisition will restore the Anderfels to what it was, though there will be work ahead for us regardless." She bends down to pet Interceptor, at ease once again with proximity to them both.