An adventurer’s spirit. Oswin felt a keen sense of connection to Reyha because of this, feeling they were kindred souls in their need to see the world. There was very little doubt in her mind that she and Reyha would befriend one another in time, for she already felt as if they were friends who’d known one another for ages. Oswin contemplated her question before shaking her head. “Actually, the only island I haven’t been to yet is called Atlantis.” She considered the others and Reyha traveling them as a newcomer and what information would be beneficial to her. As she considered each island she stopped as she thought of Salem.

“There’s an island of deserts called Salem, I would urge you to travel cautiously here. There’s a pale stallion named Koray who’s got a bad attitude that lives there.” Oswin could have said more about him, considering one of the scars on her youthful body was thanks to him, but her tone was sour enough considering the stallion. Even if Koray only disliked Oswin because he thought she aimed to steal Nova away from him, Oswin would warn everyone who might cross his path. She was transfixed on her dislike of him.

But, shaking her head, she decided now was the time to drop her suspicions of Koray and speak instead of the other islands Reyha would visit. “Tinuvel is the furthest north and is very cold. I wouldn’t suggest traveling there until late spring or summer… My nieces and nephews live in the Bay there,” she smiled gently, “my niece actually runs the Bay.” Oswin was proud of Mariael, considering she felt close to the young mare that stood tall in the face of adversities. Oswin could have seen herself behaving much in the same way when she was young.

She looked toward Reyha with an amiable smile. “Perhaps, if you wouldn’t mind the company, I’ll join you on one of your travels. I love seeing the different islands.”

oswin
this is as brave as I know how to be.
I know it’s gonna hurt you, but please… be a little proud of me.