Rhiannon
Rhiannon had returned to the Greatwood after reporting in to her superiors in Halo. Unfortunately, they told her, no roses had been found as of yet, and so she was sent right back to the Greatwood to continue her hunt. Today, that search brought her back to Ludo's Wood, where she set up a search grid and began a meticulous scan of the area. She'd been at it for a while when she glanced up to find a familiar face seated beneath a particularly gnarled tree, sketching in a journal laid across her lap.
"Sohalia, hey," said Rhiannon, approaching with a smirk. "Not lost again, are we?" Their first meeting in Halo had ended well enough, but it had started with the Luminary asking Rhi for directions, which she'd not appreciated at the time. Now, Rhiannon wished that it was safe enough and things were simple enough that the worst thing she had to worry about was someone asking directions.
"Sohalia, hey," said Rhiannon, approaching with a smirk. "Not lost again, are we?" Their first meeting in Halo had ended well enough, but it had started with the Luminary asking Rhi for directions, which she'd not appreciated at the time. Now, Rhiannon wished that it was safe enough and things were simple enough that the worst thing she had to worry about was someone asking directions.
they say looks can kill and I might try
