[center][h2]The Journey Begins[/h2][/center]

[center][h3]~ Forest Near Liven ~[/h3][/center]

[center][i]Interacted with:[/i] [@Rune_Alchemist][/center]

The tired Nick trudged through the snow following the trail the unknown entity left. There were a few zombies spotted ahead but they ignored him, thanks to the charm, and he ignored them in turn. The cold had him shivering, and the torch alight in his hand provided little warming comfort. Once he gets back to Earth, Nick swore he would spend a year in Los Angeles where everything was nice and warm and no trace of snow whatsoever.

The trail ended with a welcoming, but also foreboding, sight. A log cabin, complete with a smoking chimney, sat on a large clearing in what was seemingly the middle of nowhere. Snow covered the sloped roof with a single window right below. The cabin's front yard was... tidy, all things considered. There was a path cleared of snow, some bushes with fruit and a tanning rack even. Last but not least, Nick spotted a red cloak just enter the abode.

"[color=skyblue]Hey, wait![/color]" Nick got a burst of energy, following the figure up to the door. "[color=skyblue]Hello? Hello? Nice house you got here. Anyway, I'm not anyone dangerous. I just wanna talk.[/color]" Despite his words, Nick got no reply. His gentle knocks unanswered. 

He noticed the door was unlocked and he could just let himself inside, but Nick didn't want to be rude. "[color=skyblue]If you don't wanna talk then that's fine, but uhh... I hope you don't mind me just taking a break here. I really, really need it.[/color]" He let the cabin occupant know. Nick figured that they would come out sooner or later, no need to force anything. Curious, he decided to look at those fruit bushes.