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Hester is not exactly done with her adventuring, her questions. But homesickness is a powerful thing, and the Hollowed Grounds and Greatwoods both have inspired bucketfuls of them in her. It’s so easy to just pop back in, just for a little bit, especially with the portals. While she doesn’t intend to make the entire trek back to Snowcloak, she can spare a few hours, a day maybe, hiking down along the familiar paths of the Fangs into the Tundra.
The layers that she’d stripped off in warmer locales are clung to tightly now, Hester shivering, despite herself. It’s getting closer and closer to Deepfrost, to the months of isolation, and she can only hope the preparations they’ve made will be enough.
Rough shapes cooked in white make up the landscape, which only makes the figures stick out more, cloaked in darkness. The attuned’s first thought is Ursur, ridiculous and panicked and sending her dipping down, trying to make herself small, hidden away among the ground, but rationality breaks through the next beat. Hester squints in the distance, the shape becoming human, and something else, something not native to the frozen lands. ”Hello?” She calls, regretting it when she remembers the man could just as easily be a cannibal as a companion.
The layers that she’d stripped off in warmer locales are clung to tightly now, Hester shivering, despite herself. It’s getting closer and closer to Deepfrost, to the months of isolation, and she can only hope the preparations they’ve made will be enough.
Rough shapes cooked in white make up the landscape, which only makes the figures stick out more, cloaked in darkness. The attuned’s first thought is Ursur, ridiculous and panicked and sending her dipping down, trying to make herself small, hidden away among the ground, but rationality breaks through the next beat. Hester squints in the distance, the shape becoming human, and something else, something not native to the frozen lands. ”Hello?” She calls, regretting it when she remembers the man could just as easily be a cannibal as a companion.
Hester
