A wandering wanderer (OTA)
Jace's hotel room was too small. He hardly spent any time there if he could avoid it.
So today, Jace was investigating the library, seeing what kinds of books it had, seeing if there was anything to the idea that this village knew what its inhabitants needed.
He'd found a few books, interestingly enough. Some that had been in Hodge's library.
It was a little unsettling.
He stalked out of the library and looked around at this village. This quaint little prison where Downworlders were living among the mundanes. Maybe he rolled his eyes as he started to walk.
So today, Jace was investigating the library, seeing what kinds of books it had, seeing if there was anything to the idea that this village knew what its inhabitants needed.
He'd found a few books, interestingly enough. Some that had been in Hodge's library.
It was a little unsettling.
He stalked out of the library and looked around at this village. This quaint little prison where Downworlders were living among the mundanes. Maybe he rolled his eyes as he started to walk.