5th of Summer, Year 509 An exciting new foreigner has made her way into Avanthal, rumors and tall tiels of the arrow wielding huntress. Of course the Snowsong had to tell his friends of the 1st time they met and eventually the stories grew and became the talk of the town. Eventually news reached the Whitevine hold, excited chatter and excitement ran through the normally sober people. "A huntress?" Darren asked when he finally heard the news. "Oh yes, this one seemed to have put the Snowsong hospitalized in our place." a fellow hold member told him. "Hmm...seems like something I should look into. Alright thanks, I'll see what I can muster up" he said waving a quick good bye.He took a quick glance at the Snowsong's room to look at his condition before he headed out. True the Vantha was a Snowsong but he was still a resident of Avanthal, that huntress must answer to this man's condition He thought. He asked for a quick description of the woman from the Snowsong before letting him go back to his rest, a plan now forming in his mind. "Ah yes, that will do." He then spent the rest of the evening looking for the woman, while wearing some unique attire. The occasional stare was given to him, especially by the Icewatch riders and their Kelvic polar bears who merely gritted their teeth and shook their heads in anger at him. They knew under the apparel Darren was wearing, it was the man who constantly mounts the Icewatch Polar bears without their permission. The Kelvics growled at him occasionally taking a swipe at him to make him back off, in fear possibly, of being mounted once again. And thus Darren continued to make an arse of himself well into the evening where the moon finally revealed it's face illuminating the snowy lands. oocI'll let you set up the scene if you want. I won't tell you about my apparel since it's a surprise ![]() |