<span style="color: #FF0000">Fenharel took a deep breath of the frigid air, watching his breath obscure the morning sun. He decided to stock up on a it of food before heading out to explore the area, so he stopped by a small market and bought an onion, a bushel of carrots, some salt, and four apples. Then he headed towards the outskirts of the town, unslinging the bow from his back.<br/><br/>This was his usual routine upon arriving to a new place. Check out a few of the shops, grab some essentials, then scope out the wildlife and outlying areas all day until it was time to return to town in the evening and buy himself an ale. If he was lucky, he'd catch some dinner. If he was extra lucky, he'd find inspiration for a new drawing. On one solitary occasion, he had even stumbled on some treasure in an underwater grotto.<br/><br/>He padded the ground carefully, as a wolf might, observing and taking in all the surroundings. It wasn't completely barren out here, though the high elevation limited the amount of plant and animal life. There were a few shrubs and flowers around, as well as clusters of trees here and there, but he had yet to see any large animals. After a few minutes, he finally spotted a rabbit, but as soon as he took a step towards it, it ran around a rock and disappeared from view. Fenharel followed it silently, looping around the corner to see a steep downgrade in the hill. It led to what looked like man-inhabited caves.<br/><br/>He spotted the rabbit at the mouth of one of the cave entrances, aimed an arrow at its head, and fired it right between its eyes. Eyes were good targets. He scrambled over to the rabbit and tied it around his belt before peering into the caves, curious. Deciding that there could only be interesting things hidden inside, he made his way into the cave.</span>