Alwyn

It was a lovely day, the sun bright and the air crisp, but not too cold. Willy wore nothing more than his denim jacket, his long hair pulled back in a ponytail to keep it out of his face as he worked outside Alice's cafe. There were chairs and tables outside, but there was a storm forecast so Willy stacked the chairs to protect them from the oncoming snow.

He could smell the nymph well before he got close, so Willy watched him approach and smiled when he was close enough to see. The Sidhe stood and moved closer to Alwyn's path.

"Well met, my friend," he said warmly.