08-31-2019, 01:24 AM
Frenk was bearded and tired. In a self imposed exile he wandered Underhill. His presence imposed upon himself. Self imposition had caused him to put himself in a position far from others. He became as a shade for some time, invisible he whisked across the lands.
No set path he set out instead on the path of the wanderer. And as he wandered he spent time observing and studying the creatures of Underhill. He cared not to think of what was to come, the battles and blood, and instead focused much of his attention upon the beauty of the harsh lands he explored.
No set path he set out instead on the path of the wanderer. And as he wandered he spent time observing and studying the creatures of Underhill. He cared not to think of what was to come, the battles and blood, and instead focused much of his attention upon the beauty of the harsh lands he explored.