Witch's Marsh red wine

@Valdemar

Oh what he'd give to go back in time and avoid this place entirely. It was fine at first; a bit of mud here and there but nothing too bad. But the more he walked, the more disgusting it became. Soon enough he was sloshing through the swamp.

Ugh! It's times like these when he was back in his kingdom. He didn't have to worry about ruining his beautiful pelt every five seconds.

Woulda look at that. The little lady (@Brouhaha) would have herself a field day if she saw this one. Valdemar’s never been one to gawk much, he’s seen a plethora of different folks and he himself is one of ‘em. But he’s never quite seen someone like this; maybe he’s starting to get what their stares are all about.
Not minding the dirt and grime in the least, he approaches with a good fashion smile—always the friendly sort, perhaps too much. This place doesn’t seem to suit you much. You alright? He asks with the tilt of his head.