Sunset Valley fortune days

He followed the point she made, his eyes fixing on the distant mountain for a moment. The finer details were left obscured due to the inclement weather, but the snippets of rising stone were not hard to mistake. If anything it served as a marker for his bearings; he had witnessed the mountain before conditions had turned—but he had also witnessed the heavy range to their west.

"I planned to quit here for the coast," he said, gaze rounding back to her, "but I'll stay clear of there. No need to be stirring hostilities accidentally." Of course, he intended to go more west once his feet hit the sands, to trail the coast where he could and travel loosely through woodland beyond. Ever aimless, ever directionless... until something piqued his interests.

"What were you scouting for? Herds?"

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