Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191223012920/@comment-25828117-20191227001819

"Weaver's Glade used to be his home before he became a moth priest." Lysilde explained.

"While he would normally spend most of his time in the temple of the ancestor moth, he does use this place from time to time as a safe haven, away from prying eyes. And considering the attack on the temple, a place like this is just what we need."

The aspirant priest led them into the woods, briefly taking them out of the sight of the White-Gold tower. The city was a mere half hour's ride away. Arguably less.

Nemicus hadn't been in Weaver's Glade before so he looked on, curious on what to expect.

Midnight spurred Ja'hka on at his usual pace.

And Helian looked to see what Nyasia was doing. That was basically all he was doing. Dividing his time between cooking, Dancer and Nyasia.