Ocean Rover

Once under the deck, Tikip sits on a sleeping cot and bids Jib to take the one directly across from it. "Sorry about the deception" the soft voice says delicately. Tikip removes the cloak revealing a young female Elthien with blonde hair dusted with orange, and eyes that shine like fire. What was thought to be a hunchback turns out to be wings akin to that on a dragonfly. She stretches, flapping her wings freely, radiating glitter of all colors. "My name isn'y really Tikip either- it's Jewel. I'm a runaway too, only I didn't come from Monte Mora. I think my mom followed me and sent guards." When he says she had a bad poker face, she blushes and smiles in embarrassment "Was I really that bad?"

Refugee Camp

Randon turns back to the Lloyas for approval on the hunting idea. Assuming that they are still interested, he turns back to the creatum that spoke, and replies "You know your desert best, when is the best time to leave for such an expedition?"
Ella smiles with content, and beckons the two of them find a place more secluded. "Remember, I was never the most capable druid, but I'll teach you what I know." She say on the way. "You should start by simply feeling your connection with the earth, feel the shifting sands on your ankles. Meditate for a bit before you precede."