sonofodinthor has made it to the island
Calypso stood, shoulders hunched forward and brows furrowed as the man made his way to her home in the see. He didn't look to be the kind to stick around for a while, nor the kind to be an ocean faring soul. Her eyes darted from him to the sea behind him in search of the vessel that carried him to her but didn't seem one. She smiled and timidly walked towards him, eyes flashing dark. "Why are you here?"









