Neverwinter Forest Checked into a new place

Ever since he’d returned, Cupid spent most of his time wandering the woods aimlessly. He moved in a slow and ungraceful manner. It was hard to navigate when half of the world was invisible. He’d have to stop and survey his surroundings every so often before continuing forward. If not he’d trip over a rock or scrape his face against a tree or some dumb shit like that.

Would he ever get used to living like this? As of now, the answer was no.

Cupid was walking along the same path he did everyday when a howl rose above the trees. He recognized Mal’s call. Back home after his search mission it seemed. Caerus had told him he’d went off after him. For what reason? Who knows. If he wanted to find him so bad he should’ve sent someone else to do it. He had all those kids to watch over didn’t he?

Their paths aligned eventually. You look like shit. Soaked in water, caked in mud, and walking funny. What happened?