Tracking through the woods with senses alert, the crisp earthy aroma begins to morph with the changing of the seasons. Winter fades to spring, and a light floral note appears — the lilac you know so well — blending with the woods as you continue your hunt.
Sword drawn, ready for a surprise lurking behind every shadow. You are ready and unafraid, simply hoping you haven’t been sent on a foolish errand. Recently everyone has started tossing you their coin, claiming quests. But there is only one answer you’re searching for. Following the magical scent, you press on into the darkness.
