Glade 10th, 4622
Lux had left Amoren for no particular reason at all, beyond the general Daravinic atmosphere of the city. After wandering the woods and camping with the cat, he simply never returned. Instead, he traveled east, and south, mostly along a river he did not yet know the name of. Lux's avoidance of people and Halamire was accidental, but supremely effective in keeping him alive. As much as he did not realize that he was a likely target for near anyone that wished someone else ill, he preferred to stay in the wilderness, away from roads, sleeping during the day in sequestered hiding spots and travelling at night by the light of the stars.
Excitement grew when he could see the mountains grow in the distance. This wasn't far from his home, hidden away in the snowy peaks and dense evergreens that crawled up the mountainsides, but he wasn't ready to return home. He spent his riverside journey taking notes of the wildlife, though he was not a biologist, but he especially kept notes of the curves and shallow portions of the river itself, split through pages and pages of his journal. Lux reckoned he had drawn a page for each day's travel, and with his strong legs and wanderlust he managed a great distance each day. He was running out of room in his journal, even though he started to cram his doodles of birds and flowers into the margins of the river mapping. It didn't help that he recorded the position of the stars he could see each night in the very same journal.
He did not know the name of the city of Boghadar, but he was near enough to see it at the edge of the mountains and the waterfalls that poured at its feet. Still, the city proper was too far for him to reach that night, and with the dangers that Taelian had warned him about Amoren, he was unsure if it would be safe for him to actually enter the city in the first place. But he did need a new journal, and if he was lucky, he would be able to find a place to sit and project the map of the river from Amoren to where it met the rivers that fell from the mountain around the new city.
It was around a smaller piece of river, partially up the mountain, that Lux decided to make camp late in the morning. He set up his tent back into the brush, nearly invisible from the riverside and anyone who might chance pass it, and slept the sunlight away in a light, dreamless sleep. It had been long since he was able to get a good night's sleep, being ever more aware of the dangers of the world.
Early evening came and Lux awoke, feeling as if he had not received much sleep at all. From his guess it was seven, or maybe seven-thirty in the evening; the sun wasn't yet low, but it was approaching its own bed. Frustrated at his own tiredness, he sat himself near the edge of the river in a spot of grass and rocks and began tossing them into the water. His tail flicked around behind him with each toss and the remaining arms of sunlight caught the reflective gold rings on his arms and horns. With the mindless throwing of smooth river stones, he wondered if he should simply sleep again and go to Boghadar the next morning instead.
Lux had left Amoren for no particular reason at all, beyond the general Daravinic atmosphere of the city. After wandering the woods and camping with the cat, he simply never returned. Instead, he traveled east, and south, mostly along a river he did not yet know the name of. Lux's avoidance of people and Halamire was accidental, but supremely effective in keeping him alive. As much as he did not realize that he was a likely target for near anyone that wished someone else ill, he preferred to stay in the wilderness, away from roads, sleeping during the day in sequestered hiding spots and travelling at night by the light of the stars.
Excitement grew when he could see the mountains grow in the distance. This wasn't far from his home, hidden away in the snowy peaks and dense evergreens that crawled up the mountainsides, but he wasn't ready to return home. He spent his riverside journey taking notes of the wildlife, though he was not a biologist, but he especially kept notes of the curves and shallow portions of the river itself, split through pages and pages of his journal. Lux reckoned he had drawn a page for each day's travel, and with his strong legs and wanderlust he managed a great distance each day. He was running out of room in his journal, even though he started to cram his doodles of birds and flowers into the margins of the river mapping. It didn't help that he recorded the position of the stars he could see each night in the very same journal.
He did not know the name of the city of Boghadar, but he was near enough to see it at the edge of the mountains and the waterfalls that poured at its feet. Still, the city proper was too far for him to reach that night, and with the dangers that Taelian had warned him about Amoren, he was unsure if it would be safe for him to actually enter the city in the first place. But he did need a new journal, and if he was lucky, he would be able to find a place to sit and project the map of the river from Amoren to where it met the rivers that fell from the mountain around the new city.
It was around a smaller piece of river, partially up the mountain, that Lux decided to make camp late in the morning. He set up his tent back into the brush, nearly invisible from the riverside and anyone who might chance pass it, and slept the sunlight away in a light, dreamless sleep. It had been long since he was able to get a good night's sleep, being ever more aware of the dangers of the world.
Early evening came and Lux awoke, feeling as if he had not received much sleep at all. From his guess it was seven, or maybe seven-thirty in the evening; the sun wasn't yet low, but it was approaching its own bed. Frustrated at his own tiredness, he sat himself near the edge of the river in a spot of grass and rocks and began tossing them into the water. His tail flicked around behind him with each toss and the remaining arms of sunlight caught the reflective gold rings on his arms and horns. With the mindless throwing of smooth river stones, he wondered if he should simply sleep again and go to Boghadar the next morning instead.
