a short distance away you sit motionless afraid yet unwilling to rise into the cold air while wet. after the first few showed up, you were holding your breath as it was but now More have come on to the scene and your lips are starting to turn blue from the cold! you spy a figure coming across the dunes carrying a basket... prolly Storm coming down for a quick swim by Talia's Nifri. and you breath a sigh of relief as you paddle quickly for shore hoping the new comers won't spot you either!