32nd Spring 514AV
It was a brisk morning, but Grace didn't bring her cloak. It was too heavy and she didn't have anything lighter. She figured as the sun rose the temperature would rise enough that it wouldn't bother her anymore. What didn't help was the fog that settled around the Sacntuary.
"C'mon Jeno! Let's go for a walk! You wanna go for a walk?" Grace hyped the dog up. His tongue hung out of his head and he hopped back and forth on his front legs. The dog's tail wagged hard enough to cut a tree, and Grace giggled. "C'mon you ol'mutt." She started opened the gate to the Sanctuary, letting the dog out before closing it behind herself. It was nice to go on walks every once in a while. She often used her dog as an excuse but the dog followed her everywhere so he wasn't deprived of the outside. The simple truth was that she enjoyed the nature. She didn't get out much of it in the fortress of Syliras, the most she'd seen of the open sky was in the pastures at the stables. But in Riverfall, nature was everywhere. It was truly beautiful. The Sanctuary was already outside of the city gates, but she could see the towering stone wall over the tree tops so Grace didn't worry about being to far into the wilderness. But in the back of her mind she stayed wary of the fact. The woods were dangerous, and Jeno could only protect her so much. Grace's hand flew to her waist, her dagger resting in it scabbard.
Not entirely comforted Grace kept walking, watching Jeno run inbetween the trees. The dog barked, trying to climb a tree after a squirrel and Grace shook her head, a smile plastered on her face. She could only see so far in the fog that surrounded them, giving her a somewhat eery feeling. Grace forced a three note whistle through her teeth, commanding Jeno to her side. They continued the walk in silence for some ways, a ringling in Grace's shoulders making her feel as if she was around . . . something. That's when she heard a faint curse. Grace halted, Jeno already alert. He wasn't threatened by the nose, so Grace stepped forward some before she heard a very pronounced whack.
She stopped again, this time she heard the very faint growl come from Jeno at her side. She reached down and rubbed the dog's head, and walked forward again. She tried to keep from stepping on anything noisy as she blindly walked through the fog. Jeno had no problem and the dog was almost a ghost. Whack. Grace didn't slowed but didn't stop this time, she could see a figure a bit farther up. Grace stopped to watch the man for a minute. She would see him move suddenly, whack. Then he'd stop before she heard his weapon again. Whack. Grace was unsure about approaching the man, but figured snooping around was probably going to give her the same fate as the poor tree that fell victim to the man's weapon.
"Hey." Grace stepped into his view, a hand on Jeno's neck and the other resting on her dagger. As soon as the man turned around, Grace relaxed. It was Stefan. She remembered his face form the opening of the Caelum's Tavern, Alements. Grace flashed a smile, a playful tone set in her voice at the sight of the man. "Oh, what are you doing out here?"
"C'mon Jeno! Let's go for a walk! You wanna go for a walk?" Grace hyped the dog up. His tongue hung out of his head and he hopped back and forth on his front legs. The dog's tail wagged hard enough to cut a tree, and Grace giggled. "C'mon you ol'mutt." She started opened the gate to the Sanctuary, letting the dog out before closing it behind herself. It was nice to go on walks every once in a while. She often used her dog as an excuse but the dog followed her everywhere so he wasn't deprived of the outside. The simple truth was that she enjoyed the nature. She didn't get out much of it in the fortress of Syliras, the most she'd seen of the open sky was in the pastures at the stables. But in Riverfall, nature was everywhere. It was truly beautiful. The Sanctuary was already outside of the city gates, but she could see the towering stone wall over the tree tops so Grace didn't worry about being to far into the wilderness. But in the back of her mind she stayed wary of the fact. The woods were dangerous, and Jeno could only protect her so much. Grace's hand flew to her waist, her dagger resting in it scabbard.
Not entirely comforted Grace kept walking, watching Jeno run inbetween the trees. The dog barked, trying to climb a tree after a squirrel and Grace shook her head, a smile plastered on her face. She could only see so far in the fog that surrounded them, giving her a somewhat eery feeling. Grace forced a three note whistle through her teeth, commanding Jeno to her side. They continued the walk in silence for some ways, a ringling in Grace's shoulders making her feel as if she was around . . . something. That's when she heard a faint curse. Grace halted, Jeno already alert. He wasn't threatened by the nose, so Grace stepped forward some before she heard a very pronounced whack.
She stopped again, this time she heard the very faint growl come from Jeno at her side. She reached down and rubbed the dog's head, and walked forward again. She tried to keep from stepping on anything noisy as she blindly walked through the fog. Jeno had no problem and the dog was almost a ghost. Whack. Grace didn't slowed but didn't stop this time, she could see a figure a bit farther up. Grace stopped to watch the man for a minute. She would see him move suddenly, whack. Then he'd stop before she heard his weapon again. Whack. Grace was unsure about approaching the man, but figured snooping around was probably going to give her the same fate as the poor tree that fell victim to the man's weapon.
"Hey." Grace stepped into his view, a hand on Jeno's neck and the other resting on her dagger. As soon as the man turned around, Grace relaxed. It was Stefan. She remembered his face form the opening of the Caelum's Tavern, Alements. Grace flashed a smile, a playful tone set in her voice at the sight of the man. "Oh, what are you doing out here?"
Thoughts - "Common" - "PC Talking" - "NPC Talking"
