Good Things Come To Those Who Wait

Álarr was taking a break from herb hunting to do a little fishing instead. He settled by the lake, enjoying the early spring weather before the mosquitos came out in full force. He probably only had days to soak in this weather before he became a target for the wee beasties. If he could just find a good herb to ward them off, if there even was such a thing. Well, it was a thought for another day. Today he was going to focus on fish. There were a number of them swimming in the lake and he was debating about the best way to catch them. He waded into the shallows of the lake, bending his head to wait for some of the fish to swim closer.