[h3][color=teal][center]~~Winds of Silence~~[/center][/color][/h3]
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Leaving behind the unnaturally still forest, Iva followed Nara towards their destination. The dense forest soon turned into hills, which then turned into a rugged mountain side. Then it was across a ravine, where the muted noise of a river flowed. Getting down was fortunately easier than getting up. The rocky plateaus offered relatively easy passage down, their terraces eventually even turning into smaller steps that had been cut into the formations, the walkway having been made for them. Overall, it was easy for Iva. Ah, she was glad she could levitate. She didn't even have to walk the entire time - and after following that old cart trail, they found their destination.

She was simultaneously glad, and disappointed with it.

Ancient, rotting buildings spread over a loose woodland greeted them. The old, molding structures were absolutely pitiful looking. The field they sat next too was large, but half of it was barren and dry. A structure that looked to be a storehouse - maybe...what were they called? Granary? It was toppled and overgrown with grass. The entire place looked abandoned, with the only source of life seemingly being two people who were tending the only fertile looking soil in the place. They looked so malnourished she wondered if they were zombies briefly.

A man with bandages approached, studying them with obvious wariness as they arrived. The guy looked absolutely tired. Like he always had to prepare and expect the worst, without a moments reprieve. Iva could sympathize with that feeling. Iva returned his critical gaze with a neutral expression of her own as he introduced himself as Kessig.

[color=teal]"...Nara...you do it. They seem friendly."[/color] Iva replied in her usual, somewhat slow neutral tone and expressionless features. She'd be terrible at negotiations anyways. Instead, she contended herself with watching idly. Maybe she could use this decrepit village somehow? With only two people living here, it would be...difficult to find many uses for it.