AND I DON'T WANNA FEEL THIS WAY ☆ private for now

[roan ;]

SOOTHSAYER ❝ ROAN ❞ THE TYPHOON

Normally, Roan despised going this far out for herbs. He rarely ever crossed over the train tracks in order to go searching for particular things, but unfortunately, he was in a bit of a shitty situation. His herb stocks had recently been plundered by those bastards, the Iron Forged. Which meant that he was stuck trying to rebuild, a task that was especially daunting during the winter months. He had spent weeks upon weeks building that entire stock up, and to have most of it stolen by a group too cowardly to show their damn faces... it made his blood boil. Then again, there wasn't much that didn't make his blood boil these days. He wished that things in his life could be a bit more calm, but considering recent events with the Coalition and Goldie... he was lucky to just keep his cool in general. Obviously he wasn't upset with Goldie, but to constantly be around her in the temple... it was a challenge, considering she was nothing like the cousin that he used to know.

Just thinking about the whole situation caused the soothsayer's jaw to clench, and he had to resist the urge to curse as he crushed some marigold in his teeth. He sighed heavily after that, spitting leaves from his mouth and shaking his head as he took a step back. Honestly, he was considering just turning around and heading home already, since he'd already gotten a decent stash, and he just seemed to be letting his emotions get in the way of things. Unfortunately, as he turned to head back over the tracks, he was distracted by a rustle from the nearby underbrush. Pausing, the draconic feline turned back towards the trees, his ears flattening as an unfamiliar scent reached his nose – his claws slipped out on instinct, ready for a fight. His voice was sharp as he called out into the treeline, tail lashing from side to side behind him, "Who's there? Are you here to see The Typhoon? If so, you can just state your business now." He hoped that was it, and that he was just being paranoid in assuming there was an enemy within the forest.

DON'T ASK FOR HELP, YOU'RE ALL ALONE
YOU'LL HAVE TO ANSWER TO YOUR OWN PRESSURE!

— Reggan