Decisions

Timestamp: Ostiarium forests.

Jiyn looked at Islana and at the strange object in her hands. Looking up at the trees he now could clearly see dozens of such objects nestled in branches, some the size of a fist, others as the one Islana was holding the size of his head.

He had never seen the like although it reminded him of small traps. He reached gingerly to touch the wooden frame but stop at the last moment. He looked at the young girl and smiled. "It looks... Odd." He said noticing the carved rune in a nearby tree. "Maybe the rumours are true. Maybe the natives practice magik." He looked around moving his left hand to one the many daggers on his belt.

"You are a good climber." He told her trying to break the sense of dread that seemed to permeate the glade. Jiyn could always make small talk even in the most dangerous or awkward situations. "Very graceful." He said looking over at Hendrik who was knee deep in the ditch looking for clues.