The First to Arrive
[Navigation, AW]
08-16-2019, 04:10 PM
Fracture looked from the map towards the skies, bi-colored gaze flitting over the clouds and skies. Somehow in his ascent he'd lost direction, and he hoped by finding the sun that he might be able to determine which way was north so that he might more accurately depict it on his map. Catching the sun with his gaze he looked back down, hastily scrawling a few marks upon the clay. This portion of his mapping was nearly finished and he let himself trail his gaze once more along the ground and horizon, looking for any last details he could find that he could draw into his clay. Unfortunately the sights - while beautiful - were repetitive and ice-covered, and therefore this portion of his map would never look as unique as the twisting tower he'd started his drawing with further west. Finished, he let his attention return to the stranger. "My name is Fracture." He offered in lieu of more discussion on cloud-talking. He did not need for her name in reply, but he only hoped it wasn't something frilly like "tree-hugger" or "cloud-chaser." She had a peculiar feeling that intrigued the dark male however, and his ear swiveled to catch her response. A star chart? What a thought. "I'm afraid not." He responded curiously. "Though the idea is not a bad one. Perhaps on my patrols I'll look to the sky more and try and map them next." "Speech"
"Thinking" "You." |