ALRIGHTY!!!!......~Thinking~))
ELSEWHERE IN THIS WORLD THAT HAS NO NAME FOR THE MOMENT! Because honestly. There is no name. Yet. Well, no name for the kingdoms. We should do that....
Luxin always knew his luck was a tad bit....bad. But he never let it bother him, and thus, never pondered on it. Until he found that every tavern he attempted to enter, would throw him out very soon after entrance. So, the charming, good-looking ((His words, Not Mine)) 16-Year old found himself stomping through the woods, grumbling to himself. "Not even an OUNCE of ale! Nothing!" He hissed to himself, stomping along. Since all inns have taverns, he had necessarily been kicked out of those as well. This left Lux in a predicament. The dark-haired male didn't really know where he was, just that it was the middle of the woods, late at night, and not a village for a good ways. He thought, anyways. Never was good with directions, maps, and basically anything to do with finding your way. Which was fine with him! So, the 'charming' young man settled himself down in a clearing for a long night in the woods. With a few muttered words, and some time gathering wood, a nice fire sat in the middle of his little space. Luxin sat down on the ground, and leaned against his pack, gazing into the fire and day-dreaming.
