Smells Like Rain Spirits
09-20-2018, 06:41 PM
Lydia wasn't quite sure how she ended up back in Boreas. Her feet just seemed to take her wherever they pleased and as the years wore on her fears had lessened. The Abraxas were fading into a distant memory. She maneuvered through the moss laden trees, pleased at the warm weather despite the light rain. The air had a feeling of calm to it and it was a wonderful day for a stroll to clear her mind. However, she had a more important task to focus on. Summer was well underway and in no time autumn would begin to claim the herbs she needed for her stores. Today's task would be a challenging one. She was on the hunt for Wolfsbane but hoped she might also find some other useful herbs along the way. The wind picked up as she entered the gorge but she steeled herself and continued. Lydia was determined to get her stores in order. Now… to find Wolfsbane she would need to look- Lydia froze as she realized she was not alone. A young femme with a strange creature was making her way through the canyon. She seemed vaguely familiar but Lydia could not place her. She didn't seem terribly threatening and perhaps she was on the hunt for herbs as well? If not then perhaps she was an explorer. "Hello there, out enjoying the rain?" She shifted her pack on her shoulders, grateful for the waxy coating that would help keep her herbs dry. "Talk" "You" Think |