[center][h2]Desmond Wathen
Various places
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Desmond had gotten up early that day, right at six, when mostly everyone was still asleep. Including his mother, who was still asleep when he woke up. she needed it after yesterday, and he decided to let her sleep. 

He slowly got out of bed and quietly put on some warm clothes. He knew he would be needing them, Desmond thought to himself as he curiously looked out the window of his home to the sight of snow falling from the heavens. It looked like a bad one, with no sight of the blue sky, just grey clouds dumping their frozen tears. At least it is not a blizzard, and he can actually move around the town. But there was a reason why he woke up this early and was willing to move around town despite the snow. He needs to release Sliver since she has been rather cooped up in his home for some time, and it is time for her to spread her wings. 

Once he was ready with mace and with Silver in tow. He quietly left his home and as soon as he was out in the cold. Silver took off into the morning light. Desmond does not know when she will return, only that she will return once she is ready. Hopefully, after catching something to eat, he thought. 

So Desmond had a destination in mind for today, well, several, in fact. Today, he was actually going to check on his goods that have managed to arrive and ready to be sent to his shop once it was ready. There was some progress with its construction, being halfway done, but the falling snow has proved to be a limiting factor to it getting finished. At least quarters for him and his workers and staff were mostly finished before today. Though his mother's was not but once the falling snow lifts, then finishing her house should be no problem.

As Desmond made his way through the falling snow, with each crunch his feet made, he made it to where his goods were being held. A medium-sized warehouse that, luckily, was finished in time for their arrival. After saying hi to his guards and being allowed inside. Did he make his rounds. Everything was in place as he thought, and not a single sight of snow had gotten in. It took some to inspect the goods and seeing how some of the products that he requested for his first two clients in this town were among the goods. Wine and an axe that was surprisingly easier to get than he thought. He even gave him some test swings to see if it was as good as they said. That and he wanted to make a good first impression with his first borderlander client.  

However, there was a reason why he was here and not sleeping or elsewhere. Given the recent instance of murder, he felt that he should check up on his goods since who knows if a theft could happen or maybe he was just too worried about things. He is still new to this town and so far, despite the blizzard and the murder. It has been no different to live in the North. Though a blizzard on his first day here and then a murder. Not quite the introduction to this town that he would have liked. 

So, after putting the axe back after being satisfied with it. He finished his rounds and left the warehouse. His next stop was his shop. Despite being unfinished, Desmond still wished to check it out and see how much snow was on it. He forgot if the roof was finished yet, and it would be a pain to have to shovel all of that snow off right now.

But, to his relief, as he reached the site of his shop. The roof was finished and, so far, was withstanding the heavy falling snow. It was a simple design, his shop big enough and fancy for someone of his profession and reputation. It had to be if he could compete with the Raunefeldt. 

Ayel Raunefeldt was a name he had heard about. Desmond, from what he has heard about this Aurelian merchant, is a rather rich noble who likes himself a bit too much and is not afraid to show his wealth. The Aurelius Emporium is not a company to be taken lightly, and Desmond knows that if the Wathen Trade Company is to do well in Dawnhaven. Then, he needs to stay on his toes and not be complacent. 



Then Desmond felt something on his right shoulder, and it was a returning Silver. He smiled and spoke to her, "hello Silver. I trust you had a good flight?" 

She simply hooted.      

"I will take that as a yes and did you get something to eat?"

Silver would look proud and content with herself. 

"Desmond chuckled, "good Silver good." He petted her on the back softly. Desmond is always proud of Silver whenever he goes on a successful hunt, and this one was no different.
 
Looking back at the world around him, a thought came to mind. While he has been here for some time, he has yet to actually explore the town and figured that now would be a good time to do so, more so with friendly company and with Silver around. Desmond feels at ease, ready to take on the day. 

So Desmond, with Silver on his right shoulder, would explore the town and see it for himself.