((The continuation of Owen's journey at taking over leadership of Oceayrin— Follows Tristan & The Domino Effect))
It was a typical day at the office for Tristan, now that he had all back paperwork done and filed. The office ran smoothly, visits by Edna Thompson being the exception. Since Aja handled her, Tristan was free to tend to his new side project.
Putting together a timeline of events that stemmed from his demise some twenty years ago. As he tracked events in each port, how they rippled out to the surrounding communities, he came upon one such ripple that extended all the way to the realm where Ballentine resided. More specifically, to the country of Pinewall, that he knew of only because of late, he'd been doing business with Owen Tarrenveau and the quarry business that shipped items through Arcadia's port.
In moments while waiting for the cargo to be loaded on and off the vessels, Owen and Tristan had started to form a friendship. Their kinship stemmed from both being in unfamiliar waters as to which way their futures lied. Tristan, as good as he was at his job, he was unsure about the rest of his life. He had it back, now, he had to decide what to do with it.
Owen's choices were equally confounding as his father King Tarrenveau was pressuring his son about duty, lineage and reputation. Owen wished to be his own man, but was unsure how to go about that without the interference of the royal courts.
Owen had seen Rico shrug off his royal duties and just be a guy out there in the world, doing his own thing. Making his life day to day with no seeming pressures to be anything more than what he wanted to be. Owen was not as lucky.
((more to come))
It was a typical day at the office for Tristan, now that he had all back paperwork done and filed. The office ran smoothly, visits by Edna Thompson being the exception. Since Aja handled her, Tristan was free to tend to his new side project.
Putting together a timeline of events that stemmed from his demise some twenty years ago. As he tracked events in each port, how they rippled out to the surrounding communities, he came upon one such ripple that extended all the way to the realm where Ballentine resided. More specifically, to the country of Pinewall, that he knew of only because of late, he'd been doing business with Owen Tarrenveau and the quarry business that shipped items through Arcadia's port.
In moments while waiting for the cargo to be loaded on and off the vessels, Owen and Tristan had started to form a friendship. Their kinship stemmed from both being in unfamiliar waters as to which way their futures lied. Tristan, as good as he was at his job, he was unsure about the rest of his life. He had it back, now, he had to decide what to do with it.
Owen's choices were equally confounding as his father King Tarrenveau was pressuring his son about duty, lineage and reputation. Owen wished to be his own man, but was unsure how to go about that without the interference of the royal courts.
Owen had seen Rico shrug off his royal duties and just be a guy out there in the world, doing his own thing. Making his life day to day with no seeming pressures to be anything more than what he wanted to be. Owen was not as lucky.
((more to come))