Wilder Mind

Taegen wasn't too phased when the door seemed to open itself, after all he was a mage himself, he just hadn't been expecting it. He took a tentative step into the home as he looked towards the sound of the voice. It certainly wasn't what he'd been expecting to find, though he liked to think of himself as someone with an open mind, and he'd been to Arlathan enough to understand aberrations and this woman wasn't the first he'd met.

Ah, yes hello, so I was heading to Arlathan, per usual, but somehow got turned around. I'm usually better at directions than this, but well, I was distracted, so distracted that I barely recall the last few hours of my journey. It's not really like me to check out like that, guess I had a lot on my mind. I was rather hoping you could set me on the right path. OK, so he was staring a little bit at her wings, but it was really hard not to, it wasn't a look of horror or disgust, but like someone might look at a beautiful work of art.