"Hello." Venom greets the unfamiliar man, offering a gentle bow. "We're headed towards the cities of Olympia and Wyver. Rather, we're trying to head there. The weather has impeded progress."

A light rain has decided to show up along with the thick fog, causing Venom to sigh. "We'll be entering the forests soon, and I believe we can rest there for the night."

This is probably the ex-assassin's least favorite part, because it means he has to fuss with the tents again. Hopefully it'll take less than two hours this time.

"My name is Venom, by the way."