The beach is not exactly part of his patrol route. The monsters are all up in the mountains beyond, if they wander this far out then something has gone horribly wrong somewhere. There are other reasons to visit, however. This time of night it's almost always empty, offering the miqo'te something close to peace.
Almost always. It turns out there's someone else here tonight. Tall, lanky, pale hair--that dragoon turned shepherd? No, the hair's too short...and he doesn't smell like sheep. Judging by the dying embers of a fire the man's been here for some time, currently staring up at the sky. Cehd'ra's tail twitches briefly as he resumes his steps, this time deliberately making them heavy so the sand shifts to announce his presence. This time of night and still in his black, armored uniform, he blends in very easily.
Still he chooses a spot on the opposite side of the fading campfire to crouch down, not wanting to crowd even as he announces his presence with a softly spoken: "It's a clear view tonight."
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Almost always. It turns out there's someone else here tonight. Tall, lanky, pale hair--that dragoon turned shepherd? No, the hair's too short...and he doesn't smell like sheep. Judging by the dying embers of a fire the man's been here for some time, currently staring up at the sky. Cehd'ra's tail twitches briefly as he resumes his steps, this time deliberately making them heavy so the sand shifts to announce his presence. This time of night and still in his black, armored uniform, he blends in very easily.
Still he chooses a spot on the opposite side of the fading campfire to crouch down, not wanting to crowd even as he announces his presence with a softly spoken: "It's a clear view tonight."