Redhawk Caldera The demigorgon stole my sister

A small smile appeared on the trickster's face as her generosity was accepted, and perhaps even appreciated by the little Lagan. It made him feel warm inside to do something like this without poisoning the food he was handing out. It was a weird feeling, not something he was very familiar with, but he felt happy. He might have made a good first impression on the little boy, but he sure wasn't done working and getting to know everyone here. Soon enough he would truly be a part of the Caldera.

He started walking away from them, but as soon as he was a little bit away, he started trotting and eventually sprinting. He doubted he would get everything done in a day, but he sure as hell would try. He raced over the border into the woods to pick out some nice herbs he wouldn't be able to find in the caldera itself. 

-Trick out-