Living Like A Hermit

Jynn worked her way back into Auster, trailing along the eastern coast as she went. As she came to the Hermit's Cove she paused to take a look around. It was almost noon and the pale blue sky was clear except for a few white and gray clumps of clouds, one to the east and another to the west. Far off she could see the ocean, a calm and neutral blue. Barely a breeze disturbed the air.

She padded through the unique terrain, watching her step as she went for the cove was a rocky place covered in tawny sands and punctuated here and there by jagged pools of water. Water so clear you could see down into it. Clumps of olive green sea grass and other shrubs grew here and there and she caught site of a pair of red crabs scuttling swiftly into the water as she walked by. Others scouted the beach for shells or milled about picking food from the sand.