Post by Jasmin Nyström on May 5, 2014 17:36:05 GMT -6
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Never trust a book's cover
As much as the girl detested traveling alone, the woods in Domhan Tir were like second home to young Jasmin. She had lived in the woods for some time in the past, it had been something incredible for her own personal development and traveling in them was always incredible. The girl would be stopping in a clearing, deciding to give herself a small rest.
Slowly the fox would sit down on the shadow of a tree before reaching for her sketchbook and a utensil to draw with. While she was here, might as well draw some nature, maybe she could sell the sketches for a few coin at some point, who knew. Even if usually she had more luck selling ordered portraits. Jasmin was quite talented with it and could probably make a decent living as just a artist but…
She was on an important quest, family had always been important to the young female and she was hell bent on finding her brothers, at least to have some closure about their whereabouts after all. Even so right now she’d just focus on relaxing and drawing. Later she’d have to scavenge for food and some source of fresh water so she could get herself a drink after all. The girl would pause, looking over her sketch once in a while, more so distracted by the sounds of nature around her. One thing was certain… Jasmin was proud of being part of this country and to be able of basking in its natural beauty.
Slowly the fox would sit down on the shadow of a tree before reaching for her sketchbook and a utensil to draw with. While she was here, might as well draw some nature, maybe she could sell the sketches for a few coin at some point, who knew. Even if usually she had more luck selling ordered portraits. Jasmin was quite talented with it and could probably make a decent living as just a artist but…
She was on an important quest, family had always been important to the young female and she was hell bent on finding her brothers, at least to have some closure about their whereabouts after all. Even so right now she’d just focus on relaxing and drawing. Later she’d have to scavenge for food and some source of fresh water so she could get herself a drink after all. The girl would pause, looking over her sketch once in a while, more so distracted by the sounds of nature around her. One thing was certain… Jasmin was proud of being part of this country and to be able of basking in its natural beauty.
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