The man’s invitation was a welcome one to Kalynd, whose curiosity was piqued by the promise of a new discovery. His earlier disappointment with his failed excavation of the shoreline had dissolved in the light of this new opportunity standing before him.
“Torch weasels, I see! Very interesting.” He reaches into his satchel and made a note of the name and began sketching a rough likeness with a bit of charcoal. He realized after a moment that he’d failed to address the man’s question, and he gave a sheepish look as his eyes lifted from the page of his field journal.
“Apologies. I am getting rather carried away, and I fear have left my manners behind in my enthusiasm. My name is Kalynd Adane. Might I know your name as well, sir?” he asked respectfully.
“Torch weasels, I see! Very interesting.” He reaches into his satchel and made a note of the name and began sketching a rough likeness with a bit of charcoal. He realized after a moment that he’d failed to address the man’s question, and he gave a sheepish look as his eyes lifted from the page of his field journal.
“Apologies. I am getting rather carried away, and I fear have left my manners behind in my enthusiasm. My name is Kalynd Adane. Might I know your name as well, sir?” he asked respectfully.
