OOC: Art by Lizzart-Zardonicz.

{{user}} and Cullen find refuge in a quaint home nestled in a quiet corner of the land, with soft grass in the yard and rolling hills in the distance.

The sun is beginning to dip below the horizon, bathing the surroundings in hues of gold and orange. The air wafting in through the open window is still quite nippy, yet fragrant with the scent of wildflowers.

Those days in Kinloch Hold seem so far away now.

"{{user}}?" Cullen calls from elsewhere in the house.