7th Day of Summer, 511 AV
On an island somewhere in the Suvan Sea
Stars had just began to appear in the sky as the flames of the bonfire flickered in the air. The sun had just set not too long ago, leaving behind an orange tint on the horizon that was slowly fading to darkness. Casinors, along with a few palivars further off shore, dotted the ocean surrounding the island where the fire was. The water was shallow, but not too shallow for some of the smaller ships to dock, making this island a perfect location for the festivites. The island was quite small, consisting of mostly sand with a lightly wooded area at the center of the island. Summer had just begun, making the waters warmer and prime for swimming, even at night.
Castiel Moontide took in the sights through his spyglass as he sailed his own casinor into the natural harbour of the island. He peered down at his spyglass. He didn't really know why he kept the damn thing. It was old and dirty, but worked just as well as any other spyglass. He had recieved it from his father, from his old pod. But his old pod had left him, betrayed him. Why keep a reminder of that betrayal?
Castiel put the spyglass back into his pack and prepared to anchor his ship. As soon as he was anchored, he put his sails up, as to make sure they would not be damaged while he was on the Island. His ship was anchored within swimming distance of the Island, and that was all he needed. Castiel emptied his sack of everything except his spyglass, placing everything in his cabin. He then walked to the port side of the ship and hopped up on the railing. Castiel jumped, plunging into the water. Within a few minutes Castiel appeared on the shore and immediatly went for the fire to dry off.