Zavien
It is the small everyday deeds of ordinary folk
that keep the darkness at bay.
With the intent of seeking out Thorn and his sage advice, Zavien takes advantage of one of the few gaps in rain to walk his way through the Meadowreach and towards the House of Midnight. The sky is still overcast, but a hazy sunshine peeks through the midday cloud cover. He takes the opportunity to lower his hood, looking up to Sol drifting in the sky above.
Per usual, he's the one who spots their friend, letting out a trill before banking towards the man near the signpost.
Zavien pauses and follows the path with his eyes, grinning when he spots the ex-Dragoon. "Liam!" he calls out, throwing a friendly wave in his direction. Remembering the events of their last encounter, he sobers slightly, his smile turning softer as he gets close enough to talk. "How are you doing?"
Per usual, he's the one who spots their friend, letting out a trill before banking towards the man near the signpost.
Zavien pauses and follows the path with his eyes, grinning when he spots the ex-Dragoon. "Liam!" he calls out, throwing a friendly wave in his direction. Remembering the events of their last encounter, he sobers slightly, his smile turning softer as he gets close enough to talk. "How are you doing?"
