This is where you can sit and cozy up to your lover and chat to everyone or sing a song.

Tartarus took a seat on one of the logs looking at the empty fire pit, before waving his hand a fire appearing in the pit and flaring out before settling down to a reasonable size, as he stared into the flames he wondered if he could finally find someone to love, he had been lonely for so long and really wanted to form a meaningful connection, the only ones he really talked to at the moment was his father and siblings.

He sighed and stood waving his hand at the fire putting it out before walking over and standing just out of the reach of the waves till he had taken off his shoes and socks before he waded in slowly till it was up to his knees.

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Araseli strolls down the beach leisurely, enjoying herself at camp so far. Coming here was not as bad or scary as she expected, and just as - if not more - exciting and grand as she had always thought. Araseli actually wonders what her mother could possibly have been so afraid of and hated about this place to have stayed away for so long. Catching sight of the fire lit, she takes a seat and draws in the sand as she contemplates any reasons other than Araseli herself having been at risk the first few years. "Maybe it was different here back before the war," she wonders out loud, "More than definitely it was during the war, but those were times of war." What really happened to make mom scoff at the gods and avoid this place?