[video, dated a tiiiny bit foreward to this afternoon]

[breakin_ur_lore]

[Med'an's face appears on camera, looking tired. The past week and a half had not given the month a very good start, and he'd been quieter for it. His birthday had been nice, but after that...well, not. The fact that the Fae had been so malevolent worried him. And now there was something else.]

Aaron isn't here...

[In the kitchen of the inn, that is, where Med'an is. It sounds like he searched the building for him, because he doesn't sound very hopeful.]

Has anyone seen him? Aaron, if you can hear this...well, come back soon, alright?

[The boy pauses to look around the room, rubbing his arm absently.]

It's getting cold here. We should stock up on things, before the hunting gets worse. Does anyone know how cold it will be? Does it snow?

We'll have to be prepared...

[click.]