EDIT: Oof, I got kinda messed up and ended up double posting. :P

You head out into the streets and find yourself heading towards the gates. As you headed out, you passed a particularly large wagon of hay. Going into the forest, you find the scent of rotting leaves met you and you could hear the noises of animals. There seemed to be nothing interesting immediately within sight, however there were two paths, one leading left and the other right.

I ignore the paths, remembering my little motto. "I don't follow the paths of others, I make my own".

I walk into the woods between the paths.

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=71895&page=61#606 Author: IvyCat Time Posted: 5/31/2019 at 3:07 AM You headed forward in search, finding yourself following the main road. It did not take long for you to find the library, which had the word carved in the entrance, pillars of quartz keeping it p and the walls made of polished marble. It was by far the most magnificent building in the town. Ainia seemed excited and practically rushed in, Naois uncertainly leapt after her, running ahead and cutting her off before she made an abrupt decision. They looked at you to take the lead, Naois growling softly. As you went in, the polished oak shelves were shiny from vaseline, and along hundreds of rows the sea of books seemed to last forever, each one with it's own decorative colour. There was a yelp from Ainia, a shushing from a librarian, then a map with a 'you are here' and the guidance to each section in the library.

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I look for any books on fenrirs.

She looked at the bow, sniffing it and investigating the bow, "Pure willow.. and fidila spiders silk braided into a fine thread." she looked up at you, "Does the Cherub use this bow?" it wasn't a stupid question, knowing the infinite uses of magical creatures. Her cold eyes bored into you, before she turned tail and climbed up to the roof, looking amongst several things, "What enchantment were you thinking? I am out of darkness powder and fire newts."

"No Ma'am the bow is for me, I was hopin' for something that might make it more accurate, or make it easier for me to hide, or maybe make it more likely to kill quickly and gently, What enchantments can you offer without darkness powder and... fire warts was it?"

He gave a nod, jotting it down on a piece of paper, "I see, I see. Well my old companion got caught earlier, so you're going to help me get her back. And then we'll put this.. group in their rightful place" he sounded rather determined, "You're going to try and get along with them and feed back to me. They'd recognise a hero such as myself"

He grinned, "Yeah, you're right. Or a chipmunk so we're both right.." he seemed excited. Chip sniffed it and tried to eat it, to a gatherer quickly picking him up, "'Ey the lass found som'thin' 'ere what yer got? Yerrow, curls, even glowring. Tell yer what, that's a magical one if I haven't seem nothin' in mer life"

You decide to ignore the paths and head further into the woods, glancing around. You could hear a hunting group nearby; they would be on the hunting paths. You would get in trouble if you were could in the way of a designated prey territory. There wasn't much and you found yourself heading away from the big river.

After a time of silence, you were able to take in the forest. There were a large variety of birds, animals, all that looked at you cautiously. You even saw a family of kirin that ran from you once you got too close, their hooves leaving a trail of thunderous noises.

The day past with nothing adventurous happening, but then dusk started falling and you found yourself in a wooded clearing: cold, tired and hungry. Around you were some strange stone pillars with engraving on them.

I curiously (and carefully) walk over to one, suddenly wishing my dog was here.