Stephanie
Amidst a curtain of curling and waving pink, Kel sat in a lounging relaxed way with his head stooped over a book. How one could see by fire light and through the hair was questionable at best.

The moon elf was sat by the hearth of a crackling fireplace in the **Slanted Selkie**. An inn on the north shore of the island. Overlooking the Serpent sea

It had no good reputation, and no sound as no gleeman would be found there for there was no custom. Only the creaking of a rocking chair in the corner as a retired twisted knob of a tiefling sailor enjoyed his pipe and his silence. The innkeep nowhere to be found. 

 It was a suitable enough place though with its furnishing and bookshelves. The Selkie just so happened to be the first thing Kel laid eyes upon whence crash landing back over the sea on the enchanted row boat he had.. *Found.*
You see Keladan had returned to the Hikitaw for some time. After the failure at Fellstar Palace, he presumed it best to disappear without a trace.. Though he'd found a selection of interesting botanical specimen and a never before recorded sub-species of paralytic newt. Kel was eager to return to the Lilacs. *To Home*. He had not found what, *Or rather who* He truly sought there. Only a forboding ecosystem with large snakes and venomous insects. 

 It was not cold, though the comfort of cushion and warmth of fire were appreciated.
Melvin
*Prior to her plans on establishing the town itself, Svilena had been aware of smaller homes and that sort already built upon the main island. Though she had an idea for how Wai Oromarde might grow out, such things came with time and the population.*

*She didn't have any desire to drive out any other folks that had chosen to live upon the island itself. But she did offer them all a place in town if ever they had the desire to - a few took up her offer, while others refused and mostly kept to themselves.*

*The Slanted Selkie was one such location, it wasn't too far from the main town itself. And its location wasn't all too bad, with time and if the owner was interested - the inn could become rather welcoming. Thus Svilena decided to drop by to see if she might catch the innkeeper to discuss things - though they had often missed them from time to time.*
Stephanie
*Eventually the elf tired of his reading. Rising slowly away from the warm hearth, he was of a mind to order himself a nice beverage and a whatever there was for eating if possible. Keladan came to the bar, all the while under the glaring gaze of the crooked old sailor with his singular good eye. His pipe sticking out of his mouth with a trail of smoke wisping up from it. When the enchanter called out for the barkeep, for anyone. He was met with no response. Only a loathesome grunt from the corner, which was a hazy blue sheen of smoke by now. 

 Kel shrugged, gliding his way around the bar indifferently. On the other side was the prize he sought after all, though now he was faced with indecision as the selection was rather tasteful. The elf tore off a chunk of a round loaf that looked... Decently not too old. Taking a bite casually while he pulled a bottle of garth plum wine from the rack to have a closer look.*
Melvin
*Svilena arrived at the Selkie, feeling the evening ocean winds rolling by from the coastline. From the outside she could tell the building needed some maintenance - but for now she grave a short knock as she stepped into the inn. Lowering herself to step inside, looking about for the innkeeper.*

*If the tiefling sailor was a local, he might recognize the Bhante as the leading figure of the nearby town.*

"Ah did I miss Old Murphy again? Hmm he must have gone out swimming again..." *She remarked, sighing a tad but wasn't all too surprised. She could least leave the older fellow the letter with her suggestion on fixing up the inn. But speaking to them directly might be better.*
Stephanie
Kel jumped when Svilena opened the door, but regained a noble elvish demeanor quickly after. Perhaps the Jungles had got him paranoid. The moon elf eyed the snake like woman from across the bar as she spoke and was relieved upon finding out she was not a guest and he was not mistaken as the bartender.. Or perhaps he had been. *Old Murphy*, whoever he was sure liked to swim for a long time.. 

"My guess would be he's out there looking for his long lost selkie love~"

 There was a short bark of gruff laughter from between the sailor's teeth and his pipe, and Kel hid his grin with another bite of bread and placed it back on the counter. He leaned down to produce a wooden mug as there were no glass or elegant ware. Before popping the seal of the elvan plum wine and pouring himself a nice helping. Kel was a stranger in these parts, but in this region the color of his hair alone usually had him recognized for his high birth among elves. Either way, this buff lizard woman was not someone to be trifled with.

He took up the wine and bread, and then decided to take the whole bottle of it too. *Leaving a shining round opal in its place.* Then he made his way back across the room towards his previous seat by the fire.
Melvin
*Svilena did chuckle just a tad, but would take out the letter that she had prepared to give to the innkeeper.*

"Well that one is half Merfolk, but wouldn't surprise me" *She remarked, making the sealed letter float with just a bit of air magic. She weaved it through the air before it would come to stop in what looked like a basket of papers on the shelves behind the bar.*

*Svilena would turn to leave, before taking notice of Kel. Mostly that his brightly colored hair stuck out easily, she did notice that he was an elf of sorts.*

"Ye hair reminds me of the brightly colored coral in these waters; quite a striking shade" *She remarked, her tone that being complementing.* "Oh but I should be getting back to the dojo, do give Old Murphy my regards if any of ye happen to see him. Have a good evening."

*Svilena would soon likely leave unless stopped or called out to.*
Stephanie
That made the enchanters long pointed ears perk up. A dojo..? Mayhap it wasn't just botanic specimens he could bring back home with him this time. Surely it would not be harmful to stay another night or two on this island before crossing over into Corol Ambo proper. If not just to watch and take some note of how these martial artist trained.
 He called out. 
"Before you go my dear serpentine sojourner, could you perhaps enlighten me of this, aforementioned dojo?"

 Fighting had never been a skill of Keladan's, but he thought even as a powerful mage. You never knew when things could get out of hand.. Or rather into hand, or rather again hand to hand combat? He would prefer a sword if things were to really come to such ends. Either way he was curious, only seeing one dojo before in his many years.

The elf slid gracefully into his seat and began to lounge, sipping at the drink. Watching Svilena though expectant devilish violet eyes.
Melvin
*Svilena paused upon hearing the elf call out to her, she turned to look in their direction. Their devilish look confused her a tad, but she pushed it aside as she spoke up to answer them.*

"I refer Wai Oromarde's local name, of which is also the name of its dojo - Ahkara Vata, or Dojo of Gales. Tis a place I've established alongside the settlement to welcome those seeking to have discussions on combative arts. Be it of weapons, martial arts, or of the arcane."

*She pondered if they wanted to see the Dojo, visitors were always welcome.*
Stephanie
Kel raised an eyebrow, not really at the snakelike person on the other side of the room with a similar color palette to his own. But down into the reflection in his wine. Her words were rather intriguing.

"*Vá'wae o ndagoryll*"

 He mused, the enchanter imagined himself learning to fight like a gale, like the winds. 
It seemed a far off fairy tale to him.. Though stranger things happened. And his wine would hopefully still be there when he returned.

"If you would show me this place~ Ahkara Vata. That would be a thousand kindnesses. I think."

 And he stood.
Melvin
*She pondered for a moment, but decided there wasn't any harm in letting this elven stranger visit. She did wonder how they ended up here.*

"Certainly, we would just have to walk back towards the main town - isn't too terribly far. The locals should be setting out the lanterns soon."

*Svilena welcomed to walk out with her of the Selkie.* "Ah nearly forgot to introduce myself, I am Svilena Vihur, Bhante of the Dojo and of the town. Of whom do I have the pleasure of speaking with?"

*Best to have a conversation while they walked.*
Stephanie
Kel blinked, he had been pondering whether or not to down the rest of his mug or leave it... And also what a Bhante was, most likely some sort of respected figure in the town... *Not like he would ask*. The elf decided on bringing the mug with, and turned to Svilena. 

"I am called Keladan."

 He followed her out of the inn but said nothing else. The elf was in thought once more. Holding the cup with two slender hands in front of him as he walked and looking at the sky. He didn't really have much to say, and he had a sense for when someone was about to start prodding one with questions, asking about where you come from and where you are going. 'What brings you here'. Those sorts of things.
 Kel couldnt help but smile, the stars were just starting to come out. 

Regardless, the elf didn't quite want to talk of his plans and the goings on of the past with just anyone.
Melvin
"If I might ask Mr Keladan, why the interest in Ahkara Vata? I would assume natural curiosity - but I'd thought I'd ask" *Svilena asked her questions, visitors to the dojo came in various forms and for different reasons.*

*Their stroll back towards the main town was a quiet one, the evening skies were clear and one could hear the faint calls of gulls on the waves. The forests about them was quiet, save for a rustling or humming of crickets.*

*The roads leading into town were simple made, befitting the style of various elven villages of the region.*
Stephanie
The elf looked down from the skies and turned his head to the serpent woman. 

"To be truthful, I've done excellent in avoiding fights for many.. Many years neow. But I do not know how much longer that may continue."

 He shrugged under his dark cloak and looked back to the path they walked. Step step, in time with the other. The idea of training was exhausting in itself, he remembered long strenuous hours with his teacher long ago. Though maybe something of the sort could do an elf right.. Perhaps more conditioning of his body would do the mind wonders, and maybe he could gain more control over his magic as well.. *Specifically that kind*. 

"I may not remain long, but I can assure to return the generosity and time of the dojo with an enchanted item perhaps?"
Melvin
"Aye, combat certainly isn't for everyone - training with a weapon or with magic, it takes much effort and knowing what forms to practice" *She remarked in agreement.* "I have found doing such combat for myself has been very mediative, tis one of the reasons I desired to establish the dojo. But I was also inspired by the famed Battle School of Aismir, and a bit from the Magic College."

*When he spoke of an enchanted item, Svilena blinked her eyes at him* "Ye are an Enchanter? My that is quite a hard sort of magic to come by - crafting items to be magical, now that certainly must take much of ye mana and strength. And please good Keladan, ye need not offer any sort of gift for visiting - our doors are always open to those might wish to debate or train with us."

*Their walk towards the dojo would see them weave though a few parts of the town, some locals were about setting out the lanterns - others were heading to the taverns, while some shops began to close up. Yet soon enough they would reach the open moon gate of the dojo, a few of the local monks were setting out lanterns - some stopped to greet Svilena which she returned as she welcomed Keladan inside.*
Stephanie
Kelly arched his brow and mulled over what she'd said as they walked. Where he came from most would not be so willing to freely share their skills or wisdom. Certainly not he. When she brought up the magic college. The elf lamented the pains of dealing with the so called 'stuffy airs' of *Arcane academia*.

 After crossing under the moon gate, the enchanter took his time to take in the spectacle. His lips quirked in a soft smile at the ornate structure, and the look of the grounds which gave off a well used but respected aura. He felt a satisfying sense of rightness about it.

"It is a beautiful thing, this place... But now I must ask you~ what am I to do next?"
Melvin
"What to do indeed, well that is a question only you can answer truly. Do ye seek to have a conversation with one of the other monks or visiting groups - their topics range from combat but other things like culture and history come up from time to time."

*The grounds of the dojo were decently maintained, paths were easily seen. A number of the buildings offered views to the outside - one could hear the song of the wind chimes often.*

"Or perhaps you wish to find a place in the garden to meditate; other might drop by the some of then training yards to practice their martial arts - or even arcane arts."

*They came to stop by what looked like the main mediation hall; as she turned to him* "Though I and a few of the monks and nuns here offer one on one lessons, tis up to you on what you seek to do. I have once hosted a sort of combative session that saw a fair number of fighters appear - the discussions and sparring were most interesting; I hope soon to host another one."
Stephanie
With his violet marble eyes alight on the staff like.. Thing Svilena carried. Keladan pondered. He thought of his sister and her skill with fencing. He then thought of the retired ranger Fyfūldir and the lessons with him he'd always skipped as a youngling..

"*Ohturu* I would most humbly request a one on one training from you." 

 He met her eye with a level gaze. Thinking that it was probably about time to improve himself and his skills... However odd or unexpected the circumstances..

"It would be a great privilege to study within the walls of the dojo. I must insist upon leaving a magic item behind when I make my farewells."
Melvin
"So it is combat that ye seek, I would be most delighted to train with ye" *Svilena remarked, leading the way to one of the training yards they could us.* "Tis there a preferred type of combative training you seek, I'll aim to be as flexible as I can depending on what ye might be looking for?"

*Svilena could guess perhaps magic, but even she might be surprised as she led them into a training yard. All the same, Svilena was delighted to be able to train with another - she began to do some basic warm ups for herself while listening to whatever else Keladan had on their mind.*
Stephanie
The elf followed Svilena, Standing off to the side and observing with those peculiar pink eyes as she began to do her warm up. He considered unclasping the dark cloak he wore, but didn't know where he would put it afterwards not wanting to disrespect this place.

 Now, Kel was quite curious about this dueling of magicks she had mentioned. But enchantings and charms were not very practical in a fight. *Unless prepared beforehand.* Though for a highborn elf there was only one true option all along. Keladan knew that, 

"It must be a sword that I learn to hold *Ohturu*. I seek the way of the wind."

 The way of the wind was just a figure of speech, it had to do more with the sky and his own circumstances than anything. But he felt it was fitting as this dojo was known as the place of gales. Perhaps it was the moon and stars who had brought him here.
Melvin
*Ah the elves and their somewhat flowery terms, but Svilena gathered enough to know what it is he sought - given he wished to duel with a sword, she would respond in kind by using her staff.*

"Very well, we shall duel with our weapons of choice" *She stated, hitting the ground with the butt of her staff, the rings chiming as a quick current swirled about them. Svilena strode to the other side of the training yard, taking up her position.* "Given ye are the visitor, and have asked for this spar - ye are welcome to make the first move, Keladan."

*Svilena shifted herself into a suitable position to defend with whatever the elf decided to do, she looked forward to how things might play out.*
Stephanie
Kel looked at the restive and ready posture of Svilena and nodded slowly. He had not expected to be diving right into things. Reflexively looking around near the entrance of these training grounds. He spotted a couple racks of weapons. 

 Gliding over the elf paused to tie his long pink hair back and hang up his pack and cloak. Keladan chose a slender long sword with a curve to its blade. He doubted the master of this dojo would have to fear for any nicks or cuts from he as he turned to face her.

"I suppose we may consider it begun then~"

 Kel fought off nervous anticipation as he approached. Holding the weapon there with its blade pointed downward felt alien to him, though his senses were keen and his steps coordinated as the pace quickened. The elf figured he would give it all he had. 

 *He dashed, stepping into a wide two handed horizontal arc with the sword towards the serpent like woman in front of him.*
Melvin
*So he decided on a sword, she could faintly see that he was a tad unsure of the weapon - though not many mages did use weapons themselves, but a handful did - all the same Svilena used her staff to block and then push back the sword's arc away from her. Shifting herself quickly to then use the pointed/blunted end of her staff to try and jab it near Kel to make him give ground; her goal for now to try and push him out of the training yard itself.*

*At most she could use her staff to keep him at a given distance or block him* "Have ye practiced with such a blade before, I know some prefer certain types over others." *Curved blades she had noticed seemed popular among most elves, but maybe this was due to their fighting style.*

*Though not using any of her magic, there did seem to be a natural sort of wind lingering about them - but perhaps this was all just from the nearby ocean.*
Stephanie
The clang of iron rang and came with slight jarring upon the un-practiced wrists of the enchanter. When his sword rebounded from the long staff Kel peddled a few lithe steps back. Avoiding the blow that followed.

"There were similar *Hyandal* In the place I grew up~ But no. Not exactly."

 Svilena stood coolly, filled with impossible stillness, yet she also held the look of a snake ready to strike at any given moment. 

 Fellstar Keladan brought in a great sighing breath, and let it out slowly. Eyes locked with the battlemaster. He was attempting to mimic that very stillness which radiated an aura of danger. 
 Again Kel launched unto the offensive. Planning to use his speed to his advantage he held the blade low, out at an angle to his body as he dashed to close the distance.. Aiming to swing a curving arc upwards towards his opponent.
Melvin
*Being of smaller height compared to her own, Svilena in turn had to give him a bit of ground upon his swift advance - though able to deflect the curved arc of his sword, she was now pushed back a tad. But was still quick enough to parry with his blade a few times before keeping him at bay once more, able to read his body language.*

"Unsure ye feel with a blade, but you do have a natural sense of at least how to fight - that is certainly better than those without such knowledge."

*There was some truth indeed to her words, those with even a little bit of knowledge in how to fight could likely fair better than those without - but often this also depended on the situation. Combat itself can flip flop quickly and often without warning... And thus Svilena watched him much like a hidden predator watches their likely prey.*
Stephanie
Svilena was able to see through Keladans flowery movements, the way he danced about was graceful and the coordination with which he could avoid blows true. Though when the elf came in close to strike. His attacks were too easily deflected and dashed away. Too weak.

 The elf paced backwards, trying to maneuver his way around that unavoidable staff but the battle master pressed on. Kel's breath was growing labored in his chest, and he turned to escape and round on her again.

 However, Svilena was ready for that. And she was upon him like a demon. With no time and nowhere to go for the elf, he turned on her and the curve of his sword whistled through the air with him. The two exchanged a fury of blows . Kel took the blade in both hands doing everything he could to just parry and avoid being struck somehow. It felt as if time slowed and all Kel could hear was the winds and the clash of metal. He did not know how much longer he could keep this up.
Melvin
*She could feel his movements slowing down during their clash, thus Svilena decided it was rightly time to end their duel. Once she had knocked him away to allow herself to back up a bit, Svilena would charge forward with her staff - pushing all her strength to try and knock Keladan's blade out from his hands and likely make him stumble back.*

*With this maneuver, their duel should come to an end - it certainly did prove to be a learning experience all the same.*
Stephanie
Unprepared, his chest rose and fell. Showing the labor of each breath. Then, when the taller more snakelike of the two charged~ with a singular air of finality. 
 Kel panicked, and his unpracticed hand fumbled at trying to swat the haft of the staff away. The elf took the blow to his torso and pain blossomed outwards. He felt the wind being knocked from his lungs and the ground leaving his feet, before landing hard on his back on the training ground.

 He lay there dazed a few more moments, looking up at the stars and groaning towards Svilena.
Melvin
*Once her opponent had been knocked to the ground, Svilena would steady herself before bending down a tad to help Keladan to his feet - least when he was ready for the help.*

"Well that was certainly most enjoyable, a fine session I would say - ye weren't too bad yourself Keladan" *She remarked, having worked up a sweat just a tad herself.*

"Think we earned ourselves a drink after that, do ye need any treatment? I hope I didn't use the staff too roughly on ye?" *She sometimes forgot her own level of strength against those she sparred with.*
Stephanie
"I'm well Ohturu, *I don't think enemies will be so kind.*"

 The enchanter had taken a hard fall but he looked none the worse for wear after regaining his wind which had been lost. Still it would *Probably* Bruise. 

 Keladan gave the dojo's master a curious glance from pensive pink eyes. He had measured her worth as a fighter~ He sensed it could have ended within the first moment if she'd wanted. There was much to do, plus an elf could learn a lot around these parts.

*"Chilled cider sounds lavish about to me right now~ if there is none I have a trick you must see."*
Melvin
"I do believe a merchant had come by with a few barrels of cider, the other monks of the dojo brought I think two of them to have - I do believe we've earned ourselves some" *She remarked, leading the way to the dojo's dining hall.*

"So do tell me Keladan, given ye work as an Enchanter - what are some items you've created? Any ye are proud of?" *She would ask, finding the cider barrels and getting themselves some mugs. They would find a table easy enough, Svilena bending down to sit and rest upon the simple cushions - another monk would come by to offer a bowl of fruit, to which she nodded and thanked him.*

"In my travels, many an odd magic shop I have visited - with quite the collection of magical items, some do seem more common than others."
Stephanie
Keladan accepted his mug and a cushion to sit gladly. He liked the atmosphere of the place and could be seen observing the goings on of wai-oromarde

"I've been at the craft a few decades now, I wonder at how many of those items you mention that I may have worked myself~"

 Kel trailed off into thought there as he traced a twirly eldritch looking symbol on his mug. Leaving a faint blue glow in its passing. 

"Once *Frosted*, cider is truly fit for kings. Tasteful and refreshing.. Yet also alcoholic~mm"

 The elf met her eye in a sly way as he drank. Deciding to stop avoiding the question.

"Anyhow... There are a few noteable enchantments I have done in my time. Some ai cannot mention. Certain magic weapons. But a flying carpet, *Fruit that empowers the one who eats it*~ a cupboard that delivers me pastries straight from the kitchens of, a *Certain palace*. Things like that."
Melvin
"My quite the curious collection indeed, at least you have some stories to share of them - in my tribe we had some of our magic users empower such items like charms to protect the younger ones."

*She would take an apple and bite into it, chewing at it before swallowing* "So do ye plan to stay around these parts or are you needed elsewhere Keladan? Though ye have the look of a wandering type if I had to guess - but perhaps thats because I see those sorts commonly here in Wai Oromarde."
Stephanie
The elf sipped from his frosted drink and placed it back down upon the table. Watching a snake eat an apple was a curious experience for him... *Who would have thunk, who even knew~*

"We'll it is true I wander much yes, but my home is in the lilac. The most sequestered and splendid magic garden you would ever see."

 Kel reached - graceful hand to take a kiwi from its resting place before them, and oddly~ began to peel its fuzzy skin off. Seemingly focused on the task the enchanter began speaking again. Not taking his eyes from the little fruit. But Svilena would witness a cunning glint in what she could see.

"Might I ask a boon of you? And I too shall endeavor to bestow one in return. It is but a trifle really~"
Melvin
"Ah the Lilac Forest, I've wandered some parts of it myself - tis always a different sort of trip each time I've gone" *She said with a nod of head, having loved the colorful flora of the region.*

*Upon his request of a boon, Svilena paused in her snacking on the fruit, her tongue slipping in a out as she observed him* "Of what sort of boon would you seek from I?" *She asked, taking note of the glint in the elf's eye, he was certainly very much unlike the elves from Islefield - but one could say the same for many races, certain groups or folks often stood out.*
Stephanie
"Simply protection, *Ohturu*."

 He placed the discarded skin of the fruit upon the table and began to eat, looking quite pleased with its delicious freshness . After so long away from his kin perhaps others considered Keladan eccentric. He was more than any mere elf in his opinion. And his ways were his own, they always had been.

"I was menaced by *ëaromen~graug* Ah.. Sea devils earlier when i tried to stop and collect a very peculiar sample of moss for study. *Because of them I had to ground further downshore~*"

Keladan met the slitted dragon like gaze of her eyes then. After finishing his fruit and going for another. ||🥝|| 

"If you could fend off the foul beasts while I collect up the moss. You would be doing me a great favour~ Then if you like I shall charm an item for you, whatever is in my ability to enchant."
Melvin
*It seemed a simple enough request as she pondered upon it, though the term sea devils had made her recall some chatter from the local merfolk about some annoying pests in the waters.*

"Pray tell what are these sea devils, I believe some local merfolk that do trading down by our ports often speak of annoying pests - thus I wonder if they are the same. And is the moss you seek some sort of ingredient?"

*Svilena laid bare her questions to him, observing to see what he might share with her.*
Stephanie
"Indeed, those creatures with the fish smell and foul ugly faces. Which menace us and seafolk alike~"

Keladan felt slightly uncomfortable under the perceptive gaze of the battle master. He didn't like that it was quite difficult to avoid answering her questions. He tried to match her level gaze right back but wasn't sure if he was doing as good of a job. So he returned to the fruit.. Bucking under the pressure of those eyes.

"Ah well~ The moss is unimportant, certainly a variety ai have not seen but... If possible I would like to collect the toxins of these beasts... Which, well can be used in a paralysing extract. That I shall sell for top dollar in the next city I come by."
Melvin
"Ah quite interesting, well it should be no trouble at all to provided you with some aid. Tis there anything in mind to know about the creatures? I gather they must be in groups, so swarming is possible?"

*Her tone was one of curiosity and her intent was clear to lend the elf a hand. It had been a while since she went up again any sort of wild beasts, her natural predator instincts began to flare up.*
Stephanie
"Yes I was accosted by several when i tried to~ *Ahem* Anyhow.. Let me show you with an illusion, let it be you may know exactly what you are up against."

 Kel said this specifically because he had no weapon of his own. And intended only to support and collect and abstract reagents. The elf laid his palm out upwards and closed his eyes. A small blue wisp began to amass in the air, coalescing and forming into thst of a creature.

The illusion began to show more. Some with more human like faces and more spines. The beasts were small, only coming up to knee height mostly.
Melvin
*She clicked her tongue as she took in the illusion of the creature, and recalled he mentioned the toxins of them.*

"I'd gather they must have some way of releasing their toxin, perhaps via some sort of spine if I had to guess... Certainly brightly colored so one will certainly see them right away."

*She glanced over at him* "So where will we be heading to in order to find them? Ye mentioned farther up the coasts of here yes?" *If they were troublesome, best indeed to see them scattered less they bring unwanted trouble closer to town.*
Stephanie
Keladan nodded at her words as he was in the middle of enjoying the cider and fruit . After a moment he spoke.

"Yes, towards the eastern shore of the island. I must say, I am excited to see you what you truly can do with that scary stick of yours."

 With a lazy fanciful flourish Kel beckoned towards the wall, even though he was unsure if that direction was east or not. He was quite glad of this newfound friend. For surely without assistance he would have been on his way home on the next day, opportunities gone with the wind just like that~
Melvin
`Following Day`

*After a decent night sleep, Svilena would have treated Kel to a breakfast at the dojo before they'd set off for the eastern shores of the island. She had made sure to prepare herself properly for a likely fight, given it would be near the beaches, slipping would be one hazard among a few.*

"So ye goal is to obtain one of these creatures for their toxin and then ye plan to collect some of the moss, do ye have all your needed tools?"

*She asked him, wanting to make sure he would also be prepared, given she was to be the bait for the watery goblins.*
Stephanie
Keladan patted his satchel as he stepped lightly behind Svilena. Pausing before replying. 

"Yes friend Svilena~ Would perhaps you be wanting of a protection charm?"

Keladan asked, *A basic warding that will batter off a few light blows or a heavy one.* He had already coated himself in a thick glob of it... Even though his work would be easy, merely watching and collecting things into small little jars.
Melvin
"Aye I suppose having a bit of protection might be good to have than nothing at all - would rather avoid getting stung by the creatures... Do ye happen to remember how many creatures there are in this spot that we're heading to?"

*She felt she could handle a few of them, provided there wasn't so many that they could swarm her. Having at least an idea of the number of what they would be up against.*
Stephanie
They stopped in the path as Keladan began to spin out a shimmering little veil of magic from his hands. He had to reach upwards to drape the spell over the taller and less vibrant pink Svilena~ As he worked his enchanters magic he talked.

 "A handful of them, it's not as if I counted but there were only..."

*Kel paused then to look over his handiwork and ponder with a hmmm~* 
"I would say I spotted less than 5. I suspect more lurking beneath though."

 The elf would try to stay aware while he hastefully collected moss. He would do what he could to give ranged support by way of his charms. Keladan looked over the charm of protection once again before nodding and turning back to the path. 'It shant be too much longer now' He thought.
Melvin
"Well I trust ye know where to look for what ye need, I'll keep the the ones we encounter busy for a much as I can" *She remarked, watching the elf do his work - the enchantment magic felt a tad odd at first, it truly was one of the stranger magics she understood.*

*They would carry on their trek towards the northern beaches, Svilena keeping an eye out as they walked - taking note of the nearby sea and along the shoreline.*
Stephanie
"Thank you again for agreeing to assist me~"

 Keladan could hear the sound of the waves lapping gently upon the shore in the distance. He felt a familiar tingle of nerves, which was odd considering all he had been through in the last few years. One would think he would be made of sterner stuff by now.

 After a while longer they crested the path around a curving hill and the two were met with the serene beckoning of blue.
 
 Looking out across the landscape, Keladan could see that slick moss covered boulder jutting out from the churning tide in the distance. It seemed too peaceful. Too serene... The elf felt quite suspicious at the idea of going down approaching the beach.
Melvin
*As the pair looked over the landscape, all did seem rather peaceful and at ease - though Svilena herself noticed there wasn't much life down upon the beach they were observing* "Normally ye would hear a great many gulls about, but their cries are faint - none seem to come close to these parts."

*She'd glance over to him* "Would this be the area that ye last saw those creatures about, I wonder if they'd bury themselves in the wet sand like some odd fish do... Or perhaps more like frogs. Though I know of no frogs that enjoy salt water."

*Svilena would likely push on ahead to scout the area, the salty sea was all that she could truly smell in the moment, but the winds did provide a break from it every now and then - though she did wait a moment to see what Keladan had to say.*
Stephanie
"This is it, yes. The murloc fiends came at me from beneath when I stopped short to assess that rock~ Please do be cautious."


 Kel didn't know why he was warning Svilena, she was the owner of a dojo and he had seen her skills first hand. Still~ it was always good to go about with caution.

 The elf hung back as he watched the other press on. After a moment or two of hesitation he followed suit. Leaving his cloak and boots hanging suspended there above the sand, Keladan took tentative steps out onto the beach. 
 He wasn't surprised that it remained peacefully serene. It was unsettling though, the anticipation... Either way, Keladan would slowly draw up getting closer to the water. His goal in sight.
Melvin
*Svilena treaded with an even pace across the sand, the closer she might get to the water, the more soaked the sands would be - for most animals they could easily swim in such a way through this sort of sand. She could only guess that the Murlocs were semi fast given their height - she kept an eye out for any movements.*

*With the air and water surrounding her, she was truly within her own elements.*