Seeas and Plains

Álarr shifted his pack so it didn't cut into his shoulders quite so bad. He'd been out doing some fall gathering in the east when he'd run into Jynn who was heading out west. He decided to join her as their paths fell in line for a good leg of the journey. Their straight shot ended suddenly with pack and ocean. Álarr tested the scent of the border, a scent he was fairly certain belonged to the Armada. Definitely a border they did not want to cross. He looked out across the ocean, looking between the massive trees that grew there as he wondered if there'd been some sort of forest there. Jynn shifted their course north and he followed. "Has fall been good to you so far, Jynn?"