BOOOM cshhhhhh

Colin looks quietly out over the ocean as the waves crash against the shore in a never ending dance with the shore. He always enjoyed the beach, the warm feeling it gave him and the smell of the salty air. Well, there was also the inner sense of freedom he felt within himself when standing on the shores. It had been a long time since he'd been to the beach..too long....

"WAIT!!" Colin blinks, his trance with the waves breaking suddenly, "I've never been to the ocean before in my life!!! What am I thinking?!" He suddenly brings his hand up to his forehead and closes his eyes in thought. He had always hated it when this happened. They were trances he entered when he reached places that he held dear to him before he was taken prisoner by the gods and forced to start over from a baby. It always tried him and gave him a massive headache afterwards. With a sigh, he looks back over the cerulean water and watches a fishing boat drift by in the distance.

Sighing, Colin turns from the waves and notices a slender figure standing up on the cliffs above. She had a hand placed on the tree and a look of interest on her face, as if she was speaking to it. A smile spread across Colin's face Wow...she must be a wood nymph! That's awesome, I remember being taught about them back in the school, they can talk to trees and other plants.

He also remember how easily they scare and decided he wouldn't burst in with his usual style. He knew she'd probably jump out of her skin if he did that. He chuckles, imagining the sight in his mind and choking back a laugh. He walks up the path along the cliff, approaching so that she could he him, "Excuse me, but are you a wood nymph?" he asks her smiling.

Colin closes his eyes and smiles, taking a deep breath, She's technically a sacred creature, one of the superior beasts created by the gods.....do I trust her? He opens his eyes back up, "My name is Colin mac Firbolg." He tells her quietly. He decided he could trust her with his name, but not much more than that.