Ah, a forest. It had been many...weeks of travel really. Heading across Serendipity and Adela, or most of Adela anyways until he came to the forest. Why had he been travelling so long? Well...there were reasons. He had seen things, heard things from Niamh, and the winds and spirits had been talking to him. Not many could communicate with the spirits, and he knew few that could listen to the wind the way he did. He only wished he could see the future better here, or really at all. In his world fate had been almost determined, or very close to it. There were many...turning points and the world could be changed if someone just tried.
He tried to make sure that he saw every part of this beautiful world and the cities and people that lived within it. He had passed over mountains, rowed across some rivers and walked over large plains and flatland, and gone through many forests like this...and it had been a challenge. He had to make sure that he kept himself clean after all and respectable. He had to make sure he shaved (as if he really needed to, nothing seemed to grow where a beard should.) and of course that his clothes were clean, hands were properly taken care of, nails trimmed, that sort of thing. Appearance was important too.
Soft skinned hand moved up to his face, fingers brushing slowly across the blindfold that was wrapped around his eyes. He let his fingertips trace along the golden ivy design that was on most of the clothes that he owned. He really did like the golden ivy that stretched on most of his clothes, that crept and made soft patterns. He brushed the silky blond hair from his face, bothered a little by the ticklish bangs that hung down in front of his face sometimes.
His hands went to his chest, dusting off the chest of his robe, hands feeling the long ivy pattern on the white robe. Heh. He was a sucker for the ivy, he really was, there wasn't any doubt about that now. He cast his blindfolded gaze to his feet, to his shoes actually, the thatched reed sandals that fit comfortably on the dainty feet of his. Ah, he could walk a thousand miles in these sandals. Sometimes he had to as well...Hm.
Now...where was he going again? He faced upward, stretching his arms out for a moment and letting himself get lost in nature as he focused for a moment. "The small village you say? Very well. I will go there." If anyone had seen him, they would swear that they could see misty objects, almost humanoid in nature, wafting around the man as he had stopped. Though when he had started walking again, the wafting misty objects just disappeared. It was a mystery as to what this strange man might very well be, or what he could do.
His pace quickened, and eventually he found himself in a small village nestled somewhere inside the little forest of Draconi. He was going to find this man, he was determined, he had to do this for the greater good of everyone after all. There was a commotion from inside a hut, that got the blindfolded man's attention, and he slowly moved inside the hut. The sight before him made him believe he had found the right place.
A man was gripping another fellow by the shirt and had stabbed a burning weapon into the counter top. This had to be the man then...it must have been the man.
"I believe friend, that it would be best to just accept the gold. Only a fool would let something so trivial end his life." His voice was calm, soft, gentle, the words flowed through the air like a babbling brook down through the hills of a mountain. It was soothing for most to hear, at least, he hoped it would be soothing with this angry fellow. "You look lost child, as if the way you once walked has taken a turn, like what you once knew and took comfort in has changed with the turning of the tides." Upon those rosy lips a smile blossomed and he bowed toward the rather...temperamental fellow. "I've come to meet you friend, I am Vec Lanrete. I believe I already know your name. You must be Dimitri of the Lumenari." Vec had straightened up, standing tall, but having a relaxed look to his posture.
Maybe it wasn't the...best technique, but he had gotten all he needed to know out of a certain friend of his. Vec was on a mission of peace, and this man was the one who needed to be at peace.