OLIVER
Bundled to the brim with clothes, Oliver's mind wandered as his feet crunched the snow beneath them. While he knew that many people in Halo had no care for art, he still wanted to try his best, which is why he brought along some pouches that he had decorated with paint and other details. They were big enough to hold three apples, but clearly not large enough to serve a major purpose. The small bags were placed within his large travel bag. Hopefully people would be willing to at least trade him something, his main goal to acquire some things he couldn't normally get: possibly something to test for pigments or hopefully help him do art better.
Taking a few steps forward, he saw a girl with hair that matched the snow and...some sort of thing with her. He had learned that if someone was with an unknown creature, it was their companion, no mater how strange the thing may seem to be. Seeing as he had already most likely caught her attention, he walked up to her. "Hello...would you mind helping me out for a moment?" His voice was soft, but a small bit hoarse due to the dry air around him.
Taking a few steps forward, he saw a girl with hair that matched the snow and...some sort of thing with her. He had learned that if someone was with an unknown creature, it was their companion, no mater how strange the thing may seem to be. Seeing as he had already most likely caught her attention, he walked up to her. "Hello...would you mind helping me out for a moment?" His voice was soft, but a small bit hoarse due to the dry air around him.
Isn't it amazing
How we can never tell
Who is in an identical hell
