Fairspell Meadow this world is too much noise

omg I caught a Teo!!!

The meadow was a rolling expanse of greenery, but not the idyllic Windows XP desktop background kind of green—here the many spring plants had already given up their brightest buds, and many were struggling beneath the growing strength of the approaching summer's harsher sunlight. It was drab and tipping towards tired, a sort of murky yellowing to the grasses while tufts of wild grasses went to seed.

Some of the detritus had caught in the muddied tendrils of the soldier's furs. As he stood there baking beneath the noontime sun, he peered at everything and tried to come up with some sort of plan.

He knew he was not alone when a shuffling sound drew the twitch of his ear, and by then the man was on alert, hypervigilance rising as he surveyed for danger. Heda had warned he was a target and he hadn't fully believed her—but now he did, sensing this presence.

Glaukos was hard to miss on the best of days, and standing exposed here was not doing him any favors.