World-of-RoleCraft

Sunlight and shadows moved over the forest floor in shifting patterns. The golden leaves of the trees swayed in the lightest breeze, breathing its way over the wooded landscape. There were clouds in the sky playing cat-and-mouse with the sun, adding to the changing of the shadows and light through the trees. There was a soft silence that pervaded the area. Most animals and birds were in other parts of the eternally vibrant forest, having no reason to come this way for the time being. In a very small patch of clearing, Rhovin stood absolutely still, his bow in hand, a blunt shaft already nocked and ready to fire, eyes and ears alert to every s