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The Seaside; while it was quite a common place to find this bronze boy, the waters edge certainly was not. The sand that made up the seas carpet soaked every nook in his cloven hooves, the rising tide threatening his fetlocks. The idea of swimming to the Riptide Isles had never been a great one, but how else was he to get there? This lad was not blessed with wings or any sort of magic besides that of his rank thus far, and so would have to make do with the legs and (hopefully) buoyant body he was blessed with. Would the group he was expected to meet at the islands make it safely though? He recalled one mare lucky enough to own a pair of pennons but another who was not. Tiva her name had been - hopefully her journey would be safe. Finally he mustered the courage (and effort) to step further into the bitter oceanic waters of the Halcyon Flats border; Soon he would be swimming in a no-mans-land between the Helovia he knew and the Islands he was yet to explore. Craning his neck, Tilney used his porcelain teeth to unbuckle his green cloak from around his breast and tossed it gingerly over the highest prongs in his antlers; This would give it a much lower chance of getting wet and causing any kind of drag as he was swimming. The palms and vines, the volcano, cliffs and rocks towered above him - all that separated him from the islands was the salt water gap of sea. Tilney took it one push at a time, kicking with each hoof through the fresh salty water. He was unlucky to have arrived at the tides highest point, but the swim would not be a long one at all. All together it was the least favorable time of day and time of year; Frostfall robbed the ocean of much of its charm including its mild temperature. Tilney often enjoyed a swim, but not when the water was this cold. The risk of Hypothermia was high, and the threat lingered in his mind as he swam. The bronze mans muscles began to jam and jelly the closer he came to his destination, the archipelago towering over him like a wonderful, natural city. Finally, a marble cloven hoof scraped the sand on the sea floor - he had made it to the shore! Trembling against the winters winds and chilled, exhausted bones Tilney struggled up the beach. So far he group he was hre to meet had not found their own way here yet; He would find shelter close to the organised meeting point and hope they would find him. Clambering through the sand the lad easily caught sight of a lonely cave at the foot of the volcano, shielded by vines. If he took shelter there he surely would not be found, so he pressed his left hoof into the sand and dragged it as he walked, drawing a large arrow in the foreshore pointing to the caves entrance. Hobbling, he wandered into the caves embrace. Settling just past its mouth he whispered a soft "Aiya" to light his lantern in the hopes off warding off the onsetting hypothermia. |
For Tiva and Lyanna who said they'd come with Tileny to the isles for herb gathering! and Sikaex who needs ot meet tilbert!
@Tiva @Lyanna @Sikeax
also any other healing ranks are welcome from around helovia, tagging edge healers;
@Alysanne @Evangeline @Glacia @Calista @Freyja
Wander or Leave
turn in to winter lights
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