Silver Island

In his seemingly endless quest to have set paw in every territory of Boreas and Auster, Artorias had set his sights on the strangely shaped crescent island just off the southern coast of Boreas. He had spied the island during his travels through the Cryer's Ravine with Laeta, but the adventurous she-wolf hadn't recovered enough of her strength to make the swim across the channel to reach the island itself. So Artorias had been forced to return to the Hallows wanting for now. His fortune turned around in the monochromatic form of Sota, the seasoned traveler making the ideal partner for exploring some of the farther reaching lands the spirited Laeta could not quite reach yet. He had asked Sota to join him in exploring the island, and then off they went.

Artorias gave a brief shake as he emerged from the cool water on the pale shores of the island, water sluicing from his dense fur like a waterfall while he padded up the soft sands onto dry land. The swim itself hadn't been bad, and the avid swimmer Artorias was enjoyed the dip. The ocean waves lapped at the pallid sands while warm sunlight glistened off its surface. A few meters up the shore, the sand edged into lush tropical grasses and trees reminiscent of the flora of Auster. Birdsongs he couldn't identify called throughout the veritable jungle. Excited amber eyes surveyed his new surroundings, glancing back over his shoulder just to check on Sota to make sure his companion had made the swim without issue.

"Artorias Carpathius" | "Carpathian" | "Corbin" | "Eira" | "Argent"