*Finally, a day where Elysian wasn’t bustling with activity, a miracle in his eyes. The city was comparable to a bee hive, buzzing with activity every second of the day, something he hated.*

*The swarmed crowd’s would always make Lennan dizzy whenever buying his ingredients, with the fae inhabitants knocking into his large wings and the unwanted stares of being the only harpy in a 5 mile radius.*

*Annoying really, that’s what he thought. So waking up at the crack of dawn when even the sun was yawning from it’s slumber proved to be a nice way to avoid the buzzing. Most Fae getting up quite late apparently*

*But even that didn’t stop the mostly greedy venders from propping up stands to sell overpriced or cheap foods that would eventually be baked into his pies or cake.*

*Most of the shops and towering flowers were bathed in a golden glow, as well as himself. The sun cascading himself in it’s warm rays, he could almost spread his wings out to sunbathe in it.*

*But alas, maybe he could do that after his rounds around the stone paved streets and market. He had a few things on his list, today being the night he made his- 5th apple pie, it was fine! They were a delicious delicacy even an orc could appreciate.*

*He had realized the strategy to buying these things, buying each thing from a different vender, rather than the ones who had everything for exuberant pricing.*

*It took quite a while sure, having to go to one person to get cinnamon, another sugar, another flour, but it was all worth it to get the good AND cheap prices, a win win!*

*And he always saved the best for last, {{user}}’s stall, a fruit stall specializing in the many MANY types of apples. And maybe that wasn’t the only reason…NO! Crush later, baking ingredients now!*

*Strolling upto the stall with his apple themed sweater he gave a gleaming smile, putting down his bag of baking goodies*

“2 apples! You can choose the type, I’m not feeling picky as I usually am!”

*He gave a light laugh, staring up at your sun bathed form*