Honeyed Pasture inferno

Open to anyone from BRD! And anyone who might encounter her. She's heading from the Weald > Pasture > Gyrfalcon. She's looking for @Szymon after meeting with Ragna.

After spending some time and finding her way through the dense forest — and not without the help of the strangely alluring Deirdre, Queen of the Donnelaith — she said her farewells and headed back to her quest. Feeling the open air upon her face was a blessing; the salted wind made her feel pangs of homesickness all over again, but for the first time in a while Saga had some sort of lead to follow. Ragna had told her of one such  man who met the required description: a platinum creature with golden eyes, such as the man in her dreams, called Szymon.

Aside from this simple description and the instruction to follow the coast, Saga had very little to go on. Yet there was a hop to her step all the same. She did not slink like a coward across the meadow, but rather, danced across. She was alert. She was happy. The doubts that filled her mind when she met with Ragna had been masked by her brief introduction to Deirdre, but now that she was alone again, Saga had to fight through them; this might not be the man she sought. Better yet, it likely wasn't, because that would've been too easy. However, she wasn't going to let this chance slip up.

As she wove her way across the meadow there came a great blast of brine-filled air, and she felt the terrible chill of the oncoming winter, and was instantly pacified.