Chryseis absence from Hyaline was one he’d felt keenly at first, she had been the closest thing to a friend or anything else he’d had in a very long time. Now though he is accustomed to loss of her company, though sometimes he still looks up hoping to see her in the valley bottom or along the lake shore but like him she was not made to stick in one place.
His own lingering in Hyaline is unusual, after a life of roaming the world beyond Beqanna though he is ready to–not settle— find a steadier way of life for himself. Not too steady though. He thinks he’d be alright with a little upheaval now and then, and so he follows Kensa. Though sometimes it’s just to see what kind of trouble she gets them all into in the end.
These mountains used to be a Sanctuary, a place where any and all were welcome and he thinks that many still think it to be such a place after all those years. Many strangers are allowed to come and go at will which is nice. When he was more of a vagabond he’d been chased from plenty of territories and kingdoms that he only meant to pass through anyway. That insular lifestyle really seems a shame in contrast to the freedom of Hyaline and the chance to meet with the wide variety of visitors that take advantage of their hospitality. Likely this is all just part of the plan, a chance to see who comes and goes and learn what they can of them but most of the visitors are just average folk like Aldric.
He is no Diplomat but sometimes he puts himself in the way of the river trail to the lake just to see who comes along. Sometimes he says hello, but more often he just watches with calm green eyes, all these strangers like tumbleweeds across his line of sight. Standing just off the well frequented path today, like many days, Aldric waits to see who comes.
@[Vita] starter from hell
