Autumn, Allira The smell of wet stone, stale water and human filth hit Mibu's nose long before the trees thinned to logging camps, farmsteads and dirt roads strewn with herd-animal refuse. The first of the farmers wore clothing very unlike those that the young Kitsune had expected, and the old man out in his cabbage patch seemed rather alarmed when Mibu paused by the tiny fence and watched the human for a few minutes. The farmer fled inside before the kitsune could assure him, there was little to fear. Still, scaring the farmer left a strong reminder for Mibu to change into the local clothing when they got a chance. He stole a glance at Kira. "I expect you feel rather ostensible with your garment choice now. I ought to have listened." His robes were pristine white, a stern match for his hair, and decorated with a small charm knotted on his right side. The robes had been clumsily tightened around his waist, the hem of his split pants dragged behind him, trailing dirt and leaves. Almost, one might say, that these two travellers had walked from the forest, not following the road. He walked back to the road, "The adage I might caution against boasting, is in my favor that we should reach Allira today, not overmorrow." The landscape became increasingly foreign the further away from the thick trees and the smell of fox-dens. Dogs, tiny four-legged beasts who lowered themselves to domestic adaption with the humans, occasionally barked at the two Kitsune, but otherwise kept a wide berth. "Look there, see the domestic beasts, Kira? They use that big brown one for it's milk, which makes cheese- can you imagine the thought process the Orc farmer must have had? Thinking to drink milk from a big herd beast like that?" His voice suffused with amusement at the sight of the Orcish woman a few farm houses down, milking her dairy cow. "Ought we to try the local cuisine? I hear some of their species don't eat meat at all. But it might still be palatable." The road ahead dipped down and the hints of the domed architecture of the city pierced the overcast sky. Round rooftops, weather vanes and the sparkle of the water from the straight created a glitter off metal ornaments and added to the influx of sights and smells. A line already formed of folk entering and leaving the city as the day darkened with the threat of rain. Farmers sold their produce on the side of the road, a few merchants still plyed their wares to the incoming faces and all the while, Mibu's gaze slid to the promise of the buildings. "Well, I anticipate you'll want to visit the library first?"