Fia was making her way back south for a mission Deimos had given her for The Hallows. She had done the trek at least once before, but it was so much different now. She was alone. Stolas wasn't by her side, no one was. And now that she was away from home again, and actually away, she was left with the crippling anxiety she used the drink for. She thought it best to leave it at home. While she was on pack business she wouldn't tarnish her name or Elysium's. That didn't mean she wouldn't try to sway for a bottle or two on the way out. But she'd be professional when she arrived. It was the best she could do.

A bag of goods for the trade with The Hallows, she found a place to call it a night before she crossed to Auster. Before it was from Ashen, and now it was just wherever put a roof over her head she guessed. There was still barely any light left across the southern shores, she left her bag inside the cavern before heading out to the obsidian beach to lay and just... enjoy the surroundings. Fia was never big on sleep, but she would still find the time to rest when she needed it. Enough to get her to tomorrow at least. Alone with her thoughts. It would be hard to get through the night.

"Fiametta"

Scylla had given him free reign to do as his heart desired, and his first task he assigned himself was to search for Siren. Albion had headed Southward, to the last place she had been seen before the fall of Ashen. It seemed like the best place to start or at least begging to look for clues to her whereabouts. Chimera was sick, otherwise he knew the once King would have been out here searching for her himself. Much time had passed since they were all in the same place together, but that didn’t diminish his passion and love for his tiny mother.

He knew in his heart she was out here somewhere, he just had to find her. The day was winding down and Albion needed to find his shelter for the night. He wasn’t particularly fussed about having a den to sleep in, but a nice tree to keep him dry while he rested would suffice. He lucked out, finding the cavern but even more lucky was the familiar scent that lingered.

His pale blue eyes flashed sa he found the slender frame of the Mendacium out on the dark sands. His large alabaster paws carried him towards her, a brow raised and a smirk playing on his lips. "Look what we have here.” He muttered from his deep chest as he came to a halt close beside her.

"Albion Klein"