Leaves tumbled from trees surrounding the fields Cui-Fen was working in, carpeting the small harvest of pumpkins the shaman had coaxed out of the earth before the weather changed.
Sitting on the grass just past the field, on a small checkered blanket, Tai -had- been watching her Mama work….but, as toddlers were apt to do, had gotten distracted with the leaves and her toys
The north peak of Ironforge was cold, snowy, and isolated. Brewfest was miles down the mountain, and the airstrip was another few miles away in the other direction. Alynore flew Tenacity along the mountaintop, until they found a clump of rocks among the sparse trees, a cloaked figure standing by them, sheltered from the wind.
Tenacity landed, but did not dissipate or fly away as Nore dismounted. The charger pawed the ground and snorted, vapor blowing from her armored nose. Nore looked around and headed for the cloaked figure, weapons ready.
Fink said he would do it, but he's a silly, too. Not as silly as Drogar, though. You know what to do~
(Also possibly gratuitous "look at new icon from Kissy arts" opportunity).
Nirahsa’s tail swished back and forth energetically as the tinkerer leaned over her workshop bench. A smile upon her face while using a torch to melt small ropes of silver in place. Hands steadily moving to keep from using to much upon the metal pot. Putting the last touches in, Nira flicked the torch off and set it aside before stepping back to admire her work.