It would be near 6 o'clock at night, and the sun would be setting. It was going to be a cool, slightly windy night. Long shadows would cover the streets of Magnolia, casting darkness over the few people walking down the streets. Most of these people would be returning from jobs, going home to see their families, stuff like that. Nothel, wouldn't be an exception here. He would be walking down a sidewalk towards somewhere, hands in his cloak. He was returning from some work he had done that day, and it was finally time to turn in.
He would casually glance at the people he walks by, most of them normal people, and nothing would really catch his eye. Shrugging, he continues, keeping his head down.
He would casually glance at the people he walks by, most of them normal people, and nothing would really catch his eye. Shrugging, he continues, keeping his head down.