RONIN
Ronin had no reason to go to the Greatwood. But since he had visited previously and met with Deimos, and since the whole luxere thing, he felt drawn to the wooded area, almost. It would be wrong to say that it called to him, per say, but he definitely felt better with earth beneath his hooves than sand. And indeed, it was a stag that walked the woods rather than the Dark Star in human form.
He walked slowly, purposefully, the halo of antlers about his head lighting the way through even the most dense woodland, the leaves crunching underfoot. What he was looking for, he couldn't quite say. But he felt the urge to run, to dart and jump and properly explore this new place.
He walked slowly, purposefully, the halo of antlers about his head lighting the way through even the most dense woodland, the leaves crunching underfoot. What he was looking for, he couldn't quite say. But he felt the urge to run, to dart and jump and properly explore this new place.
