[Her brow furrowed, but Yotsuyu shrugged.]Atlantic is not an ocean I know. I admit I did not pay much attention outside of Doma or its neighbors with whom we traded.
[Or, perhaps, the other places that had been dominated by Garlemald, but there was another thing that Yotsuyu was not about to admit, yet.]
They are. I have heard that the beastmen--the Blue Kojin, I should say--have a city under water, but I have only heard such, and never seen it. Namai is quite properly on land, as is Castrum Fluminis, though that is a Garlean outpost, not a city, I suppose.
[The day outside is mild and sunny, trees much like a willow shading the door from a few healthy steps away. Some unfamiliar flower is perfuming the air, and as the door shuts behind them with a click, Yotsuyu allows herself to slide down into a seated position, throwing her head back and laughing--a witchy cackle.]
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[Or, perhaps, the other places that had been dominated by Garlemald, but there was another thing that Yotsuyu was not about to admit, yet.]
They are. I have heard that the beastmen--the Blue Kojin, I should say--have a city under water, but I have only heard such, and never seen it. Namai is quite properly on land, as is Castrum Fluminis, though that is a Garlean outpost, not a city, I suppose.
[The day outside is mild and sunny, trees much like a willow shading the door from a few healthy steps away. Some unfamiliar flower is perfuming the air, and as the door shuts behind them with a click, Yotsuyu allows herself to slide down into a seated position, throwing her head back and laughing--a witchy cackle.]
We made it!