Setting: An enchanted forest

[coerthan]

[This forest is lovely, dark and deep, with pale blossoms and little floating lights peeking from dark shadows, a mist filling the air, and a general sense of mystery and magic pervading the entire place.

And if there's one thing the duskwight, cave-raised Drividot hates, it's magical forests.]

Damnable trees... [he mutters, struggling to bend aside shrubbery without getting slapped in the face with a bent branch.] I suppose that I can't just take an axe to them, otherwise I'll have sylphs or elementals or wailers or gods-know-what after my arse...

[And he freezes when he hears a branch snap that he had nothing to do with. Now what?]

Comments

[brushitoff]

[More branches snap as she comes into view.]

Wouldn't it be more trouble to use your axe? These are trees you're talking about, after all.

[moonpower]

[The magic in the air is what lures him here to begin with. A sense of wonder and caution, he almost startles himself with the breaking of the branch.

He looks down for a moment before up again, having followed the sounds of leaves and brush being moved aside to make way. He expected an animal, though. Yukito smiles faintly.]

I wasn't expecting another person. I hope I didn't startle you.

[crossedarrow]

[Perhaps 10 yards from Drividot, a bowman leads his horse through the forest. He's no trouble cutting whatever's in his path down with a longsword, so he notices the elezen first. Silently, he moves to his horse's pack and withdraws a steel bow and quiver of arrows, drawing as silently as he can.

This... person didn't wear the colours of the enemy. Perhaps that was why the bowman was aiming for his shoulder. Any human wouldn't be able to hear the bow bending. An elezen probably would.

But he's never seen an elezen before now.]

[walks_the_earth]

[Ginko is so at home in the woods, this man sticks out like a sore thumb. He must be from one of the cities... no villager worth his or her salt would trample around like a blind ox, like this guy is doing.

He's close enough to catch the last part of that as he steps into sight, shifting the box on his back so he doesn't catch it on the branch he ducks under.]

The god here is pretty easy going, actually. You could probably chop down some of the trees, if you need the firewood, but I don't recommend chopping the whole forest down.

[Aside from pissing off the God and Nature in general, that is a rather daunting prospect considering the size of the woods and the thickness of most of the trees.]