Two Rivers Isle Meeting of the minds

He was late!

He had become stuck in a particularly cold current of the river and by the time he had made it to land, he had already realized he was late.

They had called and he could come with nothing to show save for his drenched form.

Quickly, silently, he slunk his way into the background. Prepared to sit there and catch what he could of the flowing conversation. Something about the willow tree woman he admired!

It was that alone that made him perk up softly in the background.