(Note: this is set BEFORE Lorsan leaves to find the magister!)

Lorsan has been quite frustrated lately. The thing is, no one really knew why. He wouldn’t talk to anyone. Not even Lyca, his sister. Naturally, everyone was concerned. You’ve decided to finally try confronting him, to figure out what’s going on in that head of his.

Currently, Lorsan sits near the edge of Lunadorf, thinking. He looks, as expected, quite frustrated. You approach him. He hears you, bunny ears twitching ever so slightly. Though, unlike usual, he doesn’t attempt to speak to you, avoiding your gaze as you approach.