Cynthia
*Gunnvaldr felt the wind whisper quietly through the clearing. The middle-aged elf was sitting on a log, having come out into the woods to relax in nature for a while. He took a deep breath as he listened to the birds, and sighed in the solace being in nature brought him from the outside world. Being blind, he would never see the beauty of any land outside the frigid Morthal wood far to the north, but he didn't mind. He had gotten used to that fact.*

*He whistled a short tune, and a large Husky arrived from nearby. The dog, quite clearly trained to aid the blind elf, sat down next to Gunnvaldr's backpack, barking once to help him locate it. Gunnvaldr pulled the backpack to him, and after giving his dog a few quick scratches, he started rummaging through his pack.*

*It was at that moment he felt it. He looked up and around. While his natural eyes were useless to him, he had been given sight into the spirit world. It was here he communed with various spirits, both those of the unborn and the passed on. But no spirits greeted him today. He placed his pack down and sat in quiet contemplation, wondering what the day would bring.*
Laura
_Indeed what would the day bring? A question that also weighed on the mind of a certain mother who was slowly the strangers location, a fact unbeknownst to her as she was too preoccupied thinking about her daughter. An easy mistake to make as she could feel the little one tightly latched onto her back under her hair, the little one not having strayed more then a dozen feet from her since the incident at the festival. She had never seen her little one so subdued before and had been struggling to cheer her up or distract her, to no avail._ 

_So she walked, her back tall and straight like her mother taught her, her hands clasped in front of her holding a basket for gathering ingredients, a few already in there. Alongside her walked a veritable mountain of a creature, a Kekimara as white as snow - the creature keeping close as it made sounds occasionally to the hidden child, trying to encourage her to play._

_After spending the morning gathering herbs and suchlike for her potions, the woman figured perhaps it might be a good time to break for lunch - so she began to head to the closest spot she knew of, only to find it was already occupied._

"Oh, pardon me sir - I did not expect anyone to be 'ere." _She said softly as she bowed a little in apology, she was not looking for any kind of confrontation after all._ "Come Jenna, let us leave him in peace."
Cynthia
*As he sat, he felt the approach of some of his ancestors. He knew them well but why they had traveled to the south intrigued him. He talked with them for a while about past events, and a little bit that he had devined in vision. He was rather enjoying the conversation when he heard the voice of a woman he did not know.*

"No worries ma'am. I'm just trying to keep the boredom away." *He responded. His tone was friendly, but he did not turn to look at her, instead appearing to stare blankly into space. His vision of the spirit world faded as he focused on the material and his conversation with this woman.* "Don't worry about me. I've got little else to worry about right now."

*He did not respond to the bow, appearing completely oblivious to the gesture. His dog however seemed quite curious, and ambled on over to the group of strangers. He walked up and began siffing the woman's feet curiously. It was then the man spoke again. "Are you both alright? You seem tense, as though something troubles you."