♚ A Royal Affair [OPEN]

Following the curve of the Wall, Warja pushed through the snow with little thought to her destination. She was traveling to travel - nothing more. In the dead of winter and so far north there no herbs to collect. There was, however, plenty of sights to see. Already she'd walked several marvels of upper Alacritia, covering everything from magnificent geysers to awe-inspiring forests. This place, with its rocky structure that reminded her of the Range, was fascinating, but didn't compare to the frozen forest she'd walked over top of. That didn't mean it wasn't worth investigating, it just meant it have a high ranking in her book.

Pausing as she rounded a bend, Warja stopped to stare at a raggedy looking behemoth not far away. So grotesque was he that she didn't immediately recognize him as a wolf, instead, her mind conjured up the idea of a misshapen bear. The young medic blinked. Wow...he was...something else, wasn't he? His skin was so marred and blemished that she couldn't tell what was new and what was aged, but being a medic, the possibility of wounds couldn't be ignored. "Are you alright?"



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