@Riv Riv
Is babeys.
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Liam was on a hunting trip with a group of other noble gentlemen. Gods, he hated these things. His father demanded he go on them to get to know and bond with the nobility, especially since he would be working with many of them in the future. But they were all so well-boorish. They were loud, abrasive, spoiled-just...generally unpleasant to be around. He found the whole thing rather uncivilized. As the group was getting into a particularily rowdy argument, he decided to take the opportunity to slip away from the group, leading his horse down a narrow, hidden path, covered with moss and grass and clearly underused.
As he was walking, the woods grew deeper and denser, branches twisting upward and blocking out the sun. This part of the forest was old...it felt...foreboding somehow...his horse suddenly bucked, spooked by some unknown source, throwing Liam off it's back and galloping off into the trees. He was alone in this strange part of the woods...and the sun was rapidly beginning to set