Brilliant sunshine lit up the streets of Divinity's Reach, the locals were fanning themselves and a steady stream of complaints flowed around the city's lower classes. Bryn looked up as a shouting match started down the street, the heat had shortened people's tempers to frayed strings. They should go to Hoelbrak, they wouldn't be cursing this heat then. Speaking of Hoelbrak. He bent his pink haired head back to the badly bound book in his lap.
All the locations he'd been to while he had traveled around the new homeland of the Norn and Bryn's remarks scribbled in the margins of the booklet. He added another note with a scratchy pen and tapped one end on his cheek with a smile at his handiwork. He liked traveling. He liked cataloging it just as much.
It was then that he noticed that someone was staring at the bench where he was sitting. He scooted over so he wasn't taking up the whole thing and raised a hand and waved. "Sorry about that! I'm an oaf, please have a seat." He smiled brightly up at the person. "I'm like a cat, I take up a lot more room than people would think."