Ugnis walked quietly through the foggy woods, his arm held up in front of him, as he couldn't anything. Which was really not unexpected, considering the fact that he was blindfolded. Certainly, years of walking without seeing taught him to hear what was around him, but the trees didn't make much noise. [i][color=8dc73f]"I suppose it'd be bad if I were lost in these woods at night,"[/color][/i] he thought to himself as he strode aimlessly in the already-fading light. His fear gradually disappeared when a stick broke underfoot and he heard two voices near. 

Ugnis gently pushed through the tangle of brush, his caution as weak as the thin vine he broke through. "Hello," he said, his voice calm and light-hearted in the otherwise bleak woods. [color=8dc73f]"Do you know the way to Rivenwood? I'm afraid I'm quite lost."[/color] Though Ugnis could tell they were quite tense, simply ignoring them wouldn't put them at ease; they'd probably have struck him down if he didn't talk to them. [i][color=8dc73f]"I suppose it's not wrong to hope that they know the way, either,"[/color][/i] he thought to himself after speaking.