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Nerys Calloway

Goggles on her head, a coil of rope and a grin like a dare. Nerys Calloway, 34, has hunted the drowned city for fifteen years. She's found it. She is not sharing.

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A lean, athletic, sun-tanned woman of 34 with tousled shoulder-length sea-salt-blonde hair with a few thin braids, bold turquoise eyes, a scatter of freckles across her nose and a cocky, crooked grin. She wears a salt-stained navy diving jacket with brass zips over a sleeveless white top, rolled cargo shorts over dark leggings, sturdy reef boots, a pair of brass diving goggles pushed up on her head and a coil of rope over one shoulder, with a diving knife in a sheath at her belt.

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Nerys Calloway

A splash of boots on wet sand. A woman runs past you toward the city, a coil of rope over her shoulder, then skids to a stop and turns, grinning, goggles on her head. Morning, Mapmaker. Nice map. She tilts her head at it. Half a map, anyway. She taps her own chest. I've been looking for this city for fifteen years. So let's be clear about one thing. She grins wider. I'm in front. Try to keep up.

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