To Mindfang:

[likeabos]

The ocean had grown to stir calmness over him during these past few years. The sound of the waves crashing against the shore and the feel of the cool breeze that brushed over him had been peaceful. And with how difficult it was to find peace anywhere these days, he counted it as a blessing. The Summoner had lost count of how many times he came to this particular spot, sitting upon the same rock he always had. It was hard for him to find time alone, so when he had he would always find himself running off here, where few others could find him.

He closed his eyes, taking in a deep breath and giving way to the silence that surrounded. His posture relaxed as he waited.

There was a reason he was here of course. The only reason why he'd sneak away from his men time and time again when no one was looking. A woman. And he was sure they were all going about spreading rumors and laughs about his trips out. It wasn't like they were idiots.

But at the same time she was no ordinary woman. Marquise Spinneret Mindfang, scourge of the seven seas, terror to any troll who crossed her. Chances were his men would flip a their thinkpans if the ever found out that she was one of their key informants. He chuckled to himself at the thought, loosing himself within his own wandering mind and the sound of the ocean, not knowing that the reason for his visits had been standing all too close by.

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[shesapir8]

She spends less time on the seas these days, the lust for it long gone, ever since Redglare had first burnt her fleet. She had lingered there while she waited though, staying with the familiar life, stealing information over jewels these days. The crew was smaller, just a ship not a fleet and even now, she was considering letting it go and staying on dry land.

She missed him when she was away. The bed was too cool without his warmth, and too often she found herself with a comment she wanted to say to him, only to have long forgotten it by the time they met up again. And slowly the information was becoming harder to find, false leads spilling out and becoming hard to work out what was the actually truth.

She's been watching him for awhile, tucked up against the rocks, her black coat hiding her a little, making it hard to spot her. He looks so relaxed, and it lets he know that he's doing well, the fight isn't draining him too much. And so finally she stands, making her way down to him and curling her arms around him, careful of his wings as she hugs him from behind.

"Fancy seeing you here..."