Jade Fern Grove gonna spend the rest of my life

Sniffing, Bran would wander after the scent of fish. It was not uncommon for him to catch them if he needed to eat - surely they were best served for those desperate enough. He had lived a bit by the coast in another realm, the grey rolling waves and clouds a constant friend.

But this, during his scouting, was revealed to be a valley of sorts. It was not very far from the coast from what he could tell, or perhaps he was confused and smelling scents he thought would comfort him. It was a few days after he entered the Teekons and he was a bit dazed.

So he sought the comfort of words and new faces. It was here that Bran saw the woman, small and delicate looking, munching on a fish. He approached from behind because that was the direction, yet the man veered to the side to allow her to see him come closer. She ate quickly, expecting trouble?

He clears his throat regardless.