The Lost Islands
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Common

Force-claiming is allowed here once a week per character, as is blocking force-claims by the Peak/Lagoon (as a whole) once a week. Rollover is on Sundays.

the ace in exile


He walks beside her carefully, his steps elegant. Careful. Always careful not to get too close, not to make her feel uncomfortable. Right. Viđarr was doing his best here. He’d spent so much time on the Crossing, but not here. The Common was different. The shadow was unaccustomed to this strange place, but his breathing eased as they walked toward the Meadow. That was… better. That was safer.

Soft steps, crushing over the snow. Quiet as they moved together, but he’d do his best to shield her from the winter winds. Silence came easily to him. The common tongue… he was less than comfortable with them. “Viđarr,” he offered his name softly. Evalyn, it was a pretty name. His voice was quiet, polite, as they drew to a stop at the edge between the Common and the Meadow.

“I make my home on that island.” He inclined his muzzle to an island to the north, just visible through the wintry fog. “The Savanna,” right, good enough an explanation as he could give right now. The shadow’s tone was pleasant, though his grasp of the common language was less than excellent. “You don’t have to come, but it’s safe and warmer, if you’d like.” Gently, his amber eyes set upon the woman where she stood beside him. She was pretty, and she was cold. It was all he could do.

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