Rolling encounter 1d540: 504
A wild jackdaw brings a worm back to its nest
he return to her creaky little shack on the outskirts of Mirror Lake was oddly emotional. Her home had laid barren for a long time as she traveled Rionnach and to see it standing there, slightly overgrown. Mother Earth was reclaiming what was hers. Nimue smiled wistfully, for she would have it no other way. While she visited her home, she thought to stop by the home of her Aunt as well perhaps on the way back out of the Lowlands. It was a long overdue reunion that she knew her heart needed.
She moved inside her shack, picking over the bits of leaves and growth that had settled upon some of her old things. Nimue did not have much to begin with, but she was hardly attached to material items anyway. What she did while she was here was begin to gather the memories that this place brought as studied what was left of the contents. While she did so, she thought she heard a shuffling rom nearby.