Won't Clam Up

Jynn had heard about the festival and so headed down to Auster to set up camp until it was time. There were a number of places she wanted to check on and that included the Shimmering Shore and its bounty of wonderful seafood. First she needed to set aside her things. Padding over to a large, washed up tree branch she buried her little travel bundle beneath it. It wasn't much, just a rabbit skin she held by four corners but it held a few basic supplies. With that taken care of she wandered into the plains, enjoying the wind rustling the grass and the smell of the ocean air.

Jynn decided she needed some breakfast before she went wandering about trying to meet new wolves. The northern edge of the plains gave way to a lovely beach along the ocean's edge. The perfect place to go hunting for razor clams.