Tina
``` Beginning of Scene, approximately three months before present time ```
Antonio
*His travels through Aeterna took him to Yronis. At this point, the mercenary had been all over, except for the lands beyond. While there was no particular reason he was in this Realm, made up of humans, he was waiting for someone... Precious. Sylvar thought of her highly and trusted her more than most. She was innocent, and kind, and the reason he was alive. The sun had just sunk below the horizon and the night was fresh.* 

*The waves moved swiftly to shore, before sinking back into the ocean. His boots made prints in the damp sand as he walked gracefully along the shore. The shadow of his deep blue cloak blended with the night, his face a shadow to the rising moon. All was silent around him, except for the rush of the waves. He waited patiently, knowing it could be any moment before she showed up.* 

*His companion, Luna, lay asleep on his shoulder, at peace for the current moment. It was a rather peaceful evening, which he found calming and relaxing. It allowed him to think clearly... About the past and future. But for now, he was looking to see her, not wanting to think about anything else. It was not often they crossed paths, but when they did, it was pleasant and welcoming.* 

*Eventually, he stopped walking, turning to face the ocean. He gazed beyond, appreciating the sight. He missed the ocean, but some things needed sorting out first, and it would be difficult. The challenge did not faze him, but the memories did.*
Wilbur
Syrena waited submerged in the water, her icey blue scaled tail softly glimmering in the dim dusk light. Her eyes scanned the shore as she swam towards the sand, her hair gracefully flowing behind her. Then she saw him, eyes eyes lighting up with joy, *Sylvar*. He was her only real friend, well only friend who wasn't a fish. 

She fanned her tail in the water, propelling herself forward as she climbed onto the shore, her wet body dripping with water as her torse revealed itself from the water. "Yoo-hoo!" She exclaimed, her voice was soft, excitable. 

She then climbed onto a rock that sat on the shore a few meters away from the Drow, wringing her hair out as she locked eyes with him. Her eyes were nothing short of beautiful, pools of crystal blue ocean with icey blue curtains in the form of eyelashes. Her face was kind, her expression defaulted to one of compassion and grace- of pure love for all things big or small. 

"Sorry I was late! Got distracted by some clownfish." She giggled as she spoke, reminiscing on the hilarious jokes they told her only minutes ago.
Antonio
There was soon a change in the ripple of the waves. He noticed because he was observant that way, specifically when it came to the ocean and its patterns. She had arrived. Once he heard her, Sylvar's serious manner soon shifted, changing into an expression much like happiness. It was not an act, but very much rare when it was genuine. He looked at her for a moment before she climbed onto a rock, admiring her tail. It was beautiful... As she was. 

He turned away from the shore, walking toward her gracefully, lowering the hood of his cloak to fully reveal his face. His braided white hair shone in the moonlight, and his keen yellow eyes almost glowing. His dark obsidian skin blended with the darkness. There was no need to disguise himself in front of her. Once he was closer, Sylvar brought his hands to his shoulder and gently picked up Luna, promptly waking her and setting her down near the rock on the soft yellow sand. She soon curled up in the sand. With a smile, he looked at Syrena again, bowing deeply for her in greeting. 

"It is rather alright, Syrena. I do not mind waiting," He replied in Nevian, her native language. His voice was soft... Charming, and beautiful. Surely if he sang, it would be the same way. 

"It is wonderful to see you... Darling. How have things been?"
Wilbur
Syrena's face was lit up with a gentle, kind smile. Her finned ears and scaly body glistening as she adjusted her posture on the rock. Her face lit up as he responded in her native tongue, a courtesy Sylvar always employed- a courtesy that always pleased the mermaid. 

She then took notice of Luna, who nestled herself in the sand beside the very rock Syrena rested upon. The maiden had an immense love for animals of the sea, but the animals of land intrigued her, piqued her insatiable curiosity. Her cheeks flushing pink as he spoke to her in his usual tone, with that wonderful title he bestowed upon her. 

*Darling* 

"I'd love to pretend things are great but- the sea has been restless... I'm afraid it cannot be a good omen." She spoke with a melancholy sadness, the idea of her benevolent goddess' waters being ravaged by pirates and poachers. She then lit up once more, her face once again that familiar visage of kindness and beauty.

"But! The coralbacks are doing wonderfully, they've even started to have babies! Baby, coralbacks oh Sylvar, they're just precious!" She couldn't contain her glee at the thought of the adorable little slug creatures. Creatures that she had nurtured from near extinction into a blossoming population residing within the ruins of Tiaris, where they were protected by her tidal song.