This place was not like her homeland, not with the never ending expanse of dry sand and scorching sun. She missed the sea, the roar of it thrumming in her ears. But eventually all must set out for new horizons which is exactly what she found herself doing. There had been tales of others before her coming here, wherever here was. And when her mother had spoken to Ofelía and found out the whereabouts of @Hákon she had done nothing short but urge her to seek him out. In the very least he would be a familiar face amongst a sea of strangers; one of which Eydís would readily seek out. But first, finding out where she was and whether or not she was even remotely close to being in the right area.

The large burly woman sauntered forward, her massive paws carrying her frame across the hot sand with a steady smooth pace. Plum eyes were constantly scanning her surroundings until eventually the sound of the sea began to call to her once more. She could hear the distant waves, her heart pounding in her ears all the while. He was calling to her, and who exactly was he? Well you'll just have to stick around a little bit longer to find out. A deep chuff echoed from her parted lips as she eventually paused for a moment, now where the hell was her tour guide?

fall is slowly seeping into the heat of the summer. still, úlla is used to the chill of her northern home; where snow is endless and the sun's rays are weak. after so many months, she feels like she's truly settling in. but something is still amiss. her son and granddaughter is here, but a majority of their kin are with magnus in the lagoon. a part of the northern queen envies her brother for his luck in securing a seaside pride. another wants to join him, as is her calling. yet still, the latter will not happen until she trains bear in politics. even then, úlla wants to hold onto her throne for a few more years. for now, she is content with her daily tasks of recruitment. and it just so happens that she finds a large woman, bigger than her, who called for her and the other lurking lions within the passage. greetings, i am úlla sigrún of obsidian hollows.

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Drakon Tollaire

He was not unfamiliar with the Passage but it had been some time since the white dragon had made his way towards the Passage. Large paws carried from the sands of the Oasis instead of the sands of the Beach. It felt nice for once and it was a different feeling to have the sands of a desert between his toes instead of the sands of the beach. But sands turned into more solid grounds as he got closer to the Passage and found himself coming upon two women, one that smelled of the Hollow and the other a rogue. Though Drakon knew that Seneca allowed claiming, something Drakon would gladly get back into, he also knew that the Hollow was an ally and would not disturb that by claiming. So, the Gentry would move closer with a chuff to announce his presence. "Welcome to Amaryllis, Drakon Tollaire - Gentry of Andal Oasis." He would be polite, "What can I help you with?"

@Úlla @Eydís

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Eydís wasn't sure what she was expecting, but the woman knew that this land would hold a series of interesting events, she could feel it in her gut. The first individual to greet her however was vaguely familiar. Eydís could have almost sworn she had seen her in passing before and it wouldn't have been uncommon considering the Skagos and Sigrún were somewhat familiar with one another. This woman was certainly a face she had glimpsed but her name was something she could not recall. It had been years ago after all. "Greetings, i am úlla sigrún of obsidian hollows." Ah and there it was, @Úlla. Eydís was about to reply, tossing her forelock out of her face to get a better look at the woman when a man would join them. Quickly she turned her attention to him, ears turning toward his direction as he spoke. "Welcome to Amaryllis, Drakon Tollaire - Gentry of Andal Oasis. What can I help you with?" Was everyone this nice? They could seriously cut the act, Eydís wasn't one to buy any bullshit. However if they were willing to oblige she would certainly pry for some information. "Hákon Skagos, you know him?" She asked then, waiting for either one of them to reply as she glanced from one to the other.

drakon tollaire from the oasis follows after, but ulla has no opportunity to greet him when the woman responds. despite what she hears, ulla's demeanor still remains passive and near-cold in its stance. hakon has been a subject of neutrality for ulla, but with what little she's seen of him, she's not sure if she likes the man or not. the skagos have always been something of a curious topic. for ulla, that clan held more unfriendly faces than she ever came across. but an unfriendly face is more welcome than one who seeks to betray and sow chaos. yes, he is somewhere here, but i'm not sure if he has joined a pride or not ulla responds. she wonders if this woman will want to look for him and join where ever he joins. @Eydís @Drakon

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"Greetings," the third arrival offers, slipping in beside Ulla on her free side. He still isn't entirely sure about the woman, but she hasn't thrown a fit about his departure for the lagoon.. so that says something, he supposes. "My name is Crixus, gentry of Scilla Lagoon run by Magnus Sigrun and wife Nadia. We would be glad to have you. I would also be happy to help you find this man." He supposes he has nothing better to do anyway, so why not extend his services? Crixus has no idea it would be an incredibly short game, but the sentiment remains all the same.

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Drakon Tollaire

Sadly, the name that @Eydís gave was one that he was unfamiliar with and so the brute would shake his head right before another - @Crixus - arrived in greeting. Fiery jewels went to the male and with a dip of his head, Drakon turned his attention back to the woman. "Sadly, I don't know him but you're free to join Andal until you find him and want to join him." If she so wished to do that. But it seemed as if @Úlla knew who the male was, and Drakon wasn't sure if that was a good or bad thing.

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