06-09-2014, 10:43 PM
The soft 'scuff-scuff-scuff' of booted feet approaching through the sand on the shore can be heard, and a few seconds later a shape loomed in the darkness. The woman, for it was she, had black skin, with thin, spidery gold veins picked out along the edges of her face, and disappearing down along her neck and up into her hairline.
She paused before heading back up along the dock from her patrol, not going to great lengths to remain quiet--she didn't want to startle the newcomer.
Silv stopped at the end of the dock, and stared back at the Einher in silence for a few moments. "Bit late to come ashore," she commented dryly "Not much open for you but the tavern, I'm afraid. It's just up the hill." She gestured at the softly lit building with the flight of the arrow she'd just taken off her bow. Sliding it back into her quiver, she gave him a friendly little salute-like wave, and turn to head up the hill herself.
She paused before heading back up along the dock from her patrol, not going to great lengths to remain quiet--she didn't want to startle the newcomer.
Silv stopped at the end of the dock, and stared back at the Einher in silence for a few moments. "Bit late to come ashore," she commented dryly "Not much open for you but the tavern, I'm afraid. It's just up the hill." She gestured at the softly lit building with the flight of the arrow she'd just taken off her bow. Sliding it back into her quiver, she gave him a friendly little salute-like wave, and turn to head up the hill herself.