Neverwinter Forest Sometimes like a James Bond mind

AW! Yao wants to tell a story if anyone's interested. Or wants to hear him sing.

Date: August 8th
Time of Day: Early afternoon
Cloud Cover: Overcast
Precipitation: RAIN
Temperature: 70°F 
Wind Speed / Direction: 8 mph / Southeasterly  
Viewing Distance: 2 mi

He crouched under a rocky overhang, staring at the drops of rain. A familiar sight. 

He knew that too much rain was bad. Every child learned that. Too much rain drowned the plants and flooded the valleys. Not enough burns the land alive. Things needed balance. But sometimes tipping the scales was required. There was not much he could do — lacking the powers to change the world.

So he accepted it.

After some time of staring at the sky, he began to sing to himself, quietly, joining the rhythms of the rain on the leaves and branches and the rumbles of the sky. A simple song for one, but singing wasn't the same alone. He missed the melodies and harmonies that others brought — his family brought, for no one here could do the same.