The Darkling
Local Witch
Freyja was swimming around the outskirts, the current making it hard to swim straight and her hair was just getting all in her face. She huffed in frustration and looked around the ocean floor for something to help. "something to keep this wild thing out of my face would be nice" she kicked her tail hard as she went through a particularly rough area in water and gasped as a current right after that knocked her farther out.