Zhackie, Trynt, Steedhall Wood: This place really was as eerie as they said, leaves crushed under his feet and Roms paws as they ascended through the fog. He could see where he was going easily enough, but the fog would only let way a few ten meters as a time, perfect setting for a zombie apocalypse film. He continued to hike with no set goal or intention in mind, he and Rom just needed some time away from the sewers, or from Cidyetica in general? Anywho, this was making him feel better, and to an extent, that was his goal. After a few more minutes of walking he decided to take a brief respite and sat down by a tree. He unloaded his travel pack and pulled out a picnic basket, Rom immediately came over and began to sniff. "Calm down Rom, there's enough for both of us". He handed Rom a large piece of jerky which he gleefully began to chew. Zhackie pulled out some sweetened bread for himself and began to eat. He looked around the foggy surroundings as he did. ((Open))