The darkness within the tower didn't bother Fado-- rather reminded him of his many years bound within the Wind Temple. It was frightening, nor saddening-- merely familiar. Besides, in a way, the natural darkness was more comforting than the artificial light.
It was no surprise that he could be found in the forest, even with all the trouble that was surfacing in the tower. He knew enough to be able to forage for food and take care of himself, besides the fact that his eating habits were already different from the average human, but that was the extent of much action he could take.
The only problem was he didn't know how to deal with the situation at hand, but for now, he wasn't thinking of that. At the moment, he was settled at the lakeside, sitting near the water's edge with violin held up, though his bow sat next to him. He was plucking out the tune with his fingers instead of using the bow, making the melody much more rough and quiet. Probably to match the mood.
First Option, Floor 35/Lake Floor
It was no surprise that he could be found in the forest, even with all the trouble that was surfacing in the tower. He knew enough to be able to forage for food and take care of himself, besides the fact that his eating habits were already different from the average human, but that was the extent of much action he could take.
The only problem was he didn't know how to deal with the situation at hand, but for now, he wasn't thinking of that. At the moment, he was settled at the lakeside, sitting near the water's edge with violin held up, though his bow sat next to him. He was plucking out the tune with his fingers instead of using the bow, making the melody much more rough and quiet. Probably to match the mood.