Exiting the cave a few drops dripped onto Kintori's forehead. Shaking her head, she found she didn't mind the droplets quite as much as she would have two hours ago. Her light eyes had trouble adjusting to the bright sky. It was a strange phenomena how bright white the sky always seemed to be right after a long rain. A gray haze had settled over the land and the grass was unpleasantly damp. Though, she couldn't find herself caring as much as she should have, staring up at her handsome, knightly guide.
Skaalbjorn had dropped a pretty big bomb back there in the cave, admitting his carnivorous habits. And although it had caught her offguard (like, really offguard), it was once again something she could ignore. His bright eyes and even brighter personality outshone the darkness of his secrets. Kintori glanced up at him, grateful for their strange encounter during the earlier storm. "So..." she started, eyes grazing over the rolling hills that stood before her. "Where to first? You said you have all of these wonderful places to show me... but which do we visit now?"
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