R O N I N
Ronin frequented the Glade and the Oasis with increasing familiarity these days, and even Deepfrost couldn't ward him away for long. He collected the little firewood there was to get from the forest floor and he meandered along the still and serene waters, marvelling at the way they remained somehow unfrozen by the snows. It was one such day when he had left an offering at the Shrine for Safrin and had some time to kill that he noticed a stirring at the edge of the pool.
The guildmaster drew close, frowning in confusion before hunkering down to peek in at the frenzied fish. "What's the problem, buddies?" he asked, tilting his head. Ronin Taliesin - monster hunter. Fish whisperer.
