It was exactly the baking sun that had bothered a single entity upon a seeming platform of ice. Certainly, the Hivan Ocean had been cooler than some other waters, yet it was still a sea, or to be more specific, it was within far warmer lands than this existence found pleasant. Nonetheless, a mixture of warm air from above and air, chilled down by the colder sea waters caused a rather pleasant breeze, one that was just chilly enough for her to enjoy.
Sitting upon a tiny elevation on the ice, she was comfortably settled upon a smooth glacier, perhaps almost too smooth for it to seem normal. She was, of course, no sailor and the trip upon this surface of water was a pure whim. A whim that she had now started to dislike. A bit. She knew neither where she was, nor how far she was from a land.
Nonetheless, the slender figure, nestled upon a chunk of ice, was a bit out of place. Given her lack of any form of appearance befitting a seafarer and lack of proper transportation made it seem that she was more stranded there than anything.
Which wasn't exactly far from truth, if Daivia had to admit. Oh but she was bored too! Sigh.
But then, she took a notice of it. A rather large vessel in the distance. It seemed to stand out a bit, somewhat different to most of trade vessels she had seen before. A warship of some sort, perhaps?
Not that it mattered. What mattered is that there were people there. And that was actually new. Given the fact that Daivia had been a stranded figure upon a glacier, it was probably only a matter of time until she was noticed. The only question is if anyone would approach a stranded woman in a seeming unfortunate predicament.