OoC:
BiC: A tall young man, looking about eighteen or nineteen, strolled briskly through the wooded countryside two hours after the dawn. His dirty blond hair held strands softly over his shining amber eyes that seemed to glow with their own sunlight. A very faint scar ran across his left eye, though hard to see. Around him was an old-looking gray cloak that looked like it had seen much, keeping back the chill of the autumn air. His footfalls crunched softly under the dried leaf litter of the forest floor. His amber eyes flicked in all directions, scanning the trees. She was supposed to be here...
Keeping his senses alert, he felt around the area for a breathing pattern. The man could feel nothing. He frowned slightly. Where was she?
OoC: forgive the poor intro, friend. but never you fear, i have ideas
as you should come to expect from me XD