Simply Unbearable
08-16-2019, 07:16 PM
dark mists are cloaking what the eyes can see
Éldi scoured the south, taking in the land as he went. He had no particular goal in mind other than to get a few last looks of the land. He assumed they'd be moving for the winter but perhaps that was an early assumption. Either way, he wanted to keep an eye out for interesting materials to use for the next market. He'd been pleased with the interest in his wares and he desired to up his game. With winter coming he'd likely have some time to sit and craft during inclement weather. He entered into a rather spooky forest but kept right on walking until he caught the scent of a coyote. Growling low in his throat he looked around, trying to pin where the scent was coming from.