Ianto
It was not Ianto's habit to wander around the Sidhe Village when it wasn't time for him to come trundling by in his Wishing Wagon, but with everything that had been happening with those inside the barrier, he felt it... necessary, to test the waters. (And by he, he meant, of course, that his godmother felt it necessary. And he wasn't about to disobey an order like that.)
The fox positively strolled into the village, markedly out of place by his height alone without taking into account his eclectic attire or his lack of wings. Grey-blue smoke curled up from the pipe between his lips, giving off a sweet scent of herbs and flowers, almost. He walked slowly towards the square, stopping to say hello here and there to those who recognised or knew him, and he had to apologise more than once that he had not dropped by to sell his wares just yet.
Sinking down to sit on a low wall in the square, he cast blue eyes around the place, watching for anything more unusual than before. Unusual was a language the Fae spoke well, so it wasn't an easy thing to do. Still, he had to keep an ear to the ground somehow. Either that, or wait until word got to Delah that he was around.
The fox positively strolled into the village, markedly out of place by his height alone without taking into account his eclectic attire or his lack of wings. Grey-blue smoke curled up from the pipe between his lips, giving off a sweet scent of herbs and flowers, almost. He walked slowly towards the square, stopping to say hello here and there to those who recognised or knew him, and he had to apologise more than once that he had not dropped by to sell his wares just yet.
Sinking down to sit on a low wall in the square, he cast blue eyes around the place, watching for anything more unusual than before. Unusual was a language the Fae spoke well, so it wasn't an easy thing to do. Still, he had to keep an ear to the ground somehow. Either that, or wait until word got to Delah that he was around.
