Behlan

Behlan briefly considered adding his own name to the collection of graffiti he'd found. He grinned, the idea appealing to him, but decided against it, no time after all, and instead wandered out of the ruins as the merchant called the group back together.

The first thing he noticed was the man by one of the wagons struggling out of his knitted steal. Behlan watched him for a moment before glancing down the road they'd just travelled along, the sound of cattle catching his attention.