Regina
*It was a dark and cloudy day in the hot springs and cold of Eastmarch. Falling rain had turned to snow, carried to the earth by the winds. Within the forests, ascending a hill, was a stranger. A very large stranger that at first seemed like a new and unseen beast, but in truth, it was an Argonian- of a sort, at least. Tall in stature with a very broad and heavy build, dressed in a very long robe or coat made of assorted furs. In one hand, they carried a huge implement of battle- the engraved tooth of some massive creature mounted on a heavy shaft, secured with metal. It seemed to softly glow like hot coals. The stranger, donning a fur hood for the frost, made his way up the hill through the trees, almost impulsively rather than an intentional journey.*
Jonathan
Near the shore of the pond was a large tent made of woven roots coming out of the ground. Snoring can be heard coming from it, and a hooved leg sticks out of the entrance
Richard
*Vos-Kujei smiled at the sight of the woven root tent, looking at it with a strange sense of familiarity. He was in no mood to disturb the stranger's sleep, but he was curious, and he walked calmly around the shore of the pond towards the tent.*