It was a fine day, though the wind blew slightly chilly. The day was perfect for traveling and Alamat took this into great consideration, taking no hesitation to start early and travel. She wore a dark brown cloth cloak that hid most of her body, though there were slits in the back to allow her wings to show through. The dusty path was well-worn, and a common path for people to take. Her amber eyes scanned the vacinity for anything, particularly spirits, though the path was empty. Or so she thought.
Soon enough a lone spirit stood by the side of the road, looking out towards the lush woods on the other side of the path.
"Hail!" she nods, smiling at the being, and the being simply nods back and smiles. It wouldn't be long before she would strike up a small conversation.
Anyone who would walk along the same path, however, would find themselves spotting a woman who seemed to be speaking to the air. Only those who were able to see or sense spirits could tell that there was something otherworldy there.
