RONIN
Maeve panics - Ronin gets busy. He's already found the position of the sun in the sky so he can figure out their location relative to where they were when they entered the Oerwoud, and he's walking a few paces ahead and then back again, trying to track where the path ("path" being a loose term) goes and how far it stretches either side. He has no idea that they're at the Boondocks, but the shipwrecks are a source, at least, of inspiration.
"I guess the Wilds are... wild," he says with a lopsided smile. "It's going to be okay. We can look through those wrecks over there - might be something we can use to get in the water and sail. Or we can follow the path and figure out where we might be able to go." Itching at the stubble on his chin, Ronin is already headed out into shallow water.
"I guess the Wilds are... wild," he says with a lopsided smile. "It's going to be okay. We can look through those wrecks over there - might be something we can use to get in the water and sail. Or we can follow the path and figure out where we might be able to go." Itching at the stubble on his chin, Ronin is already headed out into shallow water.
soft spoken with a broken jaw
we step outside, but not to brawl
we step outside, but not to brawl
