Along The Lines

As always, when Reila invited him out on a little adventure, Chimera readily agreed. She'd suggested going to the cathedral so that she could collect grapes, wanting to craft her own wine. He didn't drink, but many did. Perhaps it would be nice to trade wine back and forth with The Hallows or at least just have their own supply. So, he was willing to pull the cart full of baskets out across Auster for the woman.

Pulling the cart into the space of vines and grapes, Chimera unhitched himself and gave a nice, long stretch, claws digging into the ground as he did so. After that, he simply followed along beside the bob-tailed woman, a set of baskets slung over his back like some sort of pack mule. They moved along in comfortable silence. Neither of them were afraid to speak, but they also didn't need to.

"Chimera Klein"