Two Rivers Isle Just for a minute, the silver forked sky

Ulrich did not hear his wife coming toward him until she was nearly upon him. He half-turned to greet her and she bumped into his side, her head down. He chuckled. Good morning. I’m glad you found me in this fog. You used your nose, which is what I’m going to ask you to do again now. I was thinking of doing another hunting lesson, in low visibility. This way you will be stuck using your nose only. It’ll be good practice, I think. He smiled at her, glancing around at the blanket of fog coating the entire Isle. Are you up to the challenge?