He hears the surging tides and the constant flow of water. The familiarity of it makes him smile sadly, but he could see the silhouette of something he could simply describe as a mermaid. Recon stares up at the Marai both curious and cautious of her. “Is something wrong, girl?” he kneels down, petting the golden colored dog behind the ear

callingthetide has appeared on the fields

Rubick turned his head. A Slithereen that relied on aquatic magics to traverse the land? Surely disadvantageous, yet no less curious. “Do excuse me, but what would you be doing on these fields?” he called out to her.