The Botanist
Sitting there with the quietness of his own thoughts, something caught the corner of his eye; between a grouping of trees, he saw something move. He didn't sense anybody else in the garden until that moment, getting up as he found himself following the briefly seen silhouette.
Though he had no idea why he felt so drawn into pursuing the mysterious figure, passing by the trees as he walked through the grass, for some reason, it made the accursed right eye heat up.
'This feeling…It's familiar. I don't like it very much,' he thought.
As he passed through the trees, he left the bounds of the Desim garden, entering a new section of the city that was surprisingly quiet and empty.
There was a single shop hidden behind the wall of trees beyond the threshold of the garden; a simple, small establishment that looked like a wooden lodge at first glance, but was a shop indeed.
"Hm," he glanced around.