If I am cursed, then the fountain will likely be empty when I return to it simply because I enjoyed its comfort. I will remember it as it was.
Decision made, the summoner paused to look up at the sky...immediately looking down again when he caught sight of something that didn't fit in with the area.
A person?
Stopping still, Braska looked surprised and uncertain as thoughts flitted through his head. A person...and he's dressed. Where did he come from? How long have I been observed?
Braska's last thought was what kept his hands by his side as he slowly moved forwards, knowing that covering up what had already been seen would be silly. Besides he might need to move quickly should this person prove to be not as friendly as he hoped.
But run to where?
The summoner stopped a short distance from the stranger, hoping that he wasn't an illusion.