Clearly satisfied with her answer about codfish, he dares a few steps forward until the crystal water laps against his legs. It is cool and rewarding in the heat of the desert… but even if it wasn’t, the boy is always drawn to the water, be it the sea, the river, or the oasis. In another life, he’d been a water elemental, twisting streams of water into intricate designs and playful fountains. Now, this magic is far from his grasp though, along with the memories of his boyhood games on the seashores of Eirhelm. These days, Novus was his greatest adventure, all those which came before little more than distant dreams. What else is in there? Are there more mermaids like you? His silver ears creep forward to pick out their songs, but all he hears is the whisper of wind against the sand. I’m Pan by the way. Knowing that mermaids can be vain things, he reaches into his bag and pulls out a silvered pearl that he’d found washed up on the beach, offering it with an outstretched muzzle to his new friend, hoping to win her affections with the token.
What in the world? Pan was immediately drawn in by Jaylin’s appearance, trying to decide what exactly she was. Perhaps she was a mermaid, though not like the other mermaids he’d known (of course, Pan had already mistaken Isra for a mermaid… so it was not beyond the pale to believe that he might be wrong again). There is something about her toothy grin that draws him in, just as the sirens might call to men and drown them with their temptress song. But Pan is far from a man, he is simply a playful and curious boy, and he offers a lopsided grin in response.
@Jaylin
