As he left the Dream Weaver's Cottage, Mira saw him to the top of the second-floor staircase, her deep purple eyes fixed on him.
Finally, she said meaningfully, "Mr. Ian, the Glowing Forest may seem disorganized, but the waters here run deep.
Your Potions are good, but they will also draw attention. Be careful.
If you ever need a safer environment for Alchemy or temporary shelter, the Dream Weaver's Cottage can provide it. Of course, the price will be a bit higher."
Ian understood her meaning. He thanked her and turned to go downstairs.
He met up with Hawke, who was waiting on the first floor, and they walked out of the wooden building. The soft afternoon glow of the forest washed over the creek and the structures.
Ian looked at the noisy yet vibrant little town before him, knowing he would be settling here for the time being.
The road ahead was still long, but at least he had found a starting point where he could acquire resources and gradually improve.
