A Mountain of Opportunity (Lazarus/Stella)

It had been some time since Lazarus had visited the human realm, if his memory served him well it was just over a month, give or take a few days. This day his travels took him to the mountainous regions of Japan, having been interested in the snow-capped peaks and overall beauty that came with nature, he would find himself out in the wilderness once more. What he didn't expect to find out here all by its lonesome was a small town, seemingly sequestered from the rest of the world, all hustle and bustle with the sound of a lively bunch as they lived their day-to-day lives. "Well let's see what we have here..."

He would make his way to the town in question, not bothering to keep his spiritual energy low, after all, who out here could sense him for what he was. The fact that a small town like this even existed out here was shock enough, he couldn't imagine anyone would be spiritually aware enough to pick him out of the crowd. It was interesting to watch them go about their day, Lazarus finding himself resting against a tree somewhere just south of the center of town, content to just take in the sun above while listening to the sounds of everything around him. Perhaps he might take a stroll around the town after a while, see if they have shops he could mill about in, though he didn't have much money on him at the moment.