They lost their sight to illness, severe cataracts formed from high fever, and could barely see more than the occasional shadows in the grey haze of their world. They met Wraithvine and Bibrid by accidentally bumping into them. Fortunately, neither was offended when asked if they could be touched so the being could see them. -- Anon Guest
Red-rash fever had put his world into a permanent fog. Barin could see light, and if he was close enough, the vague shapes of things. Most people were used to him and helped in various ways, and used a stick in less familiar spaces.
Which was why Barin literally bumped into the strangers. The rest of his town knew to avoid him, or to at least announce their presence.
It was helpful that they apologised first. One relatively tall. One definitely smallfolk, though there was a sense of something truly powerful about the smallfolk. The taller one had a similar aura, though Barin couldn't be certain he knew the words for it.
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