#location.boat

“What do you make of the rings?” The question is not necessarily a good conversation starter, but she had seen the witch’s abilities in combat, so she wanted to talk to her. If nothing else, she wanted to figure out if she was Tower trained, and if so, for which specialty. With her entrance to the Tower coming up, she needed to figure out if she wanted to become a Warrior of Mars or something else entirely. “You seemed to be looking at them intently back in the island, and I would love to know what mess I was stuck in.”

“I have known a few sea wolves, but you don’t strike me as one,” Valdís comments as she moves to sit next to the warrior. He had been rather helpful in the battle, and she was always looking for new crew. Kallias sure as hell showed how good of a job a sea wolf could do, when they saw their crew as their pack, so she wanted to test the waters and see if she could take this wolf, or if he was already one of Aurea’s. “Is this your first time at sea?”

“Calling last night rough would be an understatement, huh,” she comments as she leans against the railing of the ship and gazes out into the waves. Likely, her companions will be all but done with the water flowing all around them, but their little dip into the depths of the ocean had just served to remind Valdís of her love for the body of water. Unbent, unbowed, unbroken. Forever standing strong, yet fluid and adaptable against all threats. It’s the only home she has ever known, and one bad experience will not stop it’s call. “But hey, no way the King doesn’t give us the prize money after that.”