Neverwinter Forest Winter winds

Rodyn was down into the forest again. The shadows here painted dappled colors upon his pelt. He smiled as he traversed the well worn pathways. Wondering after @Void and hoping he was well.

He was on the hunt for ermine today. The pale weasels with winter white fur. They were starting to grow that color now, and he was so close to his goal of the bride price. He couldn't wait for it. He would be glad to have it all done and to speak his intentions with love and laughter in his heart.

His pretty Peachy queen of his heart. He would be thrilled to travel in this life and the next with her. Samani. Her name was like a prayer in his mind, but he didn't deter him from his path. More it caused him to zero in on it.