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Juneberry
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Joseph was not one to notice where he was many times. A traveler, he was rarely in the same place for long- and this place, too, was a place he didn't know. Occasionally, the brown-haired man would make his way back into an area he'd been to previously, but those times were sparse. Normally, like this place, he only went towards new lands and directions- however, it was likely due to his lack of consistency that he had an easy time getting lost in towns he'd been to and not alike.
A deep sigh escaped him as he pulled down the hood of his tan cloak, his hair a mess from being covered for a while when walking towards the town's entrance. He'd been walking a long while, looking for someplace new to explore- and finally, he'd found it. Gentle brown eyes scanned the area, looking for someone to talk to, while also scanning for an inn of some sorts- or both, if it were possible for him. To the man who had traveled a long time, there were a few rules when entering a new land. Finding shelter was always the first.
He walked carefully down the road, mocha boots keeping him from the ground so that the thoughts in his head didn't cause him to float away from reality. He could see from afar a woman, whom with closer inspection appeared to be a knight. For Joseph, a person was a person, and he was glad for it. Whether or not she'd take so kindly to him as he did to seeing her was another story. Relieved, he made his way towards her with a hand up as he spoke, fingers spread in a slight greeting fashion, though covered by leather work gloves. The other hand remained hidden under his cloak.
"Excuse me, Miss Knight. Might I inquire you about where to find the local inn?"
A deep sigh escaped him as he pulled down the hood of his tan cloak, his hair a mess from being covered for a while when walking towards the town's entrance. He'd been walking a long while, looking for someplace new to explore- and finally, he'd found it. Gentle brown eyes scanned the area, looking for someone to talk to, while also scanning for an inn of some sorts- or both, if it were possible for him. To the man who had traveled a long time, there were a few rules when entering a new land. Finding shelter was always the first.
He walked carefully down the road, mocha boots keeping him from the ground so that the thoughts in his head didn't cause him to float away from reality. He could see from afar a woman, whom with closer inspection appeared to be a knight. For Joseph, a person was a person, and he was glad for it. Whether or not she'd take so kindly to him as he did to seeing her was another story. Relieved, he made his way towards her with a hand up as he spoke, fingers spread in a slight greeting fashion, though covered by leather work gloves. The other hand remained hidden under his cloak.
"Excuse me, Miss Knight. Might I inquire you about where to find the local inn?"