[center][b][h3][color=PowderBlue]Polaris Yukon[/color][/h3][/b]
[b][color=powderblue]Location:[/color][/b] At the edge of the capital city   ||   [b][color=powderblue]Time:[/color][/b] Just before dawn   ||   [b][color=powderblue]Interacting With:[/color][/b] Nobody[/center][hr][hr]
It was closer to the spring months these days than it was to the winter months. Because of that, the mornings weren't starkly cold and they weren't stuffily humid either. In Polaris's opinion, the temperature was ideal and just about right. Also in Polaris's opinion, this task was likely about to go horribly wrong, but for the sake of his adopted country and its people, he would humor the possibility anyway. There was no doubt in his mind that he was loyal to the king, but there was doubt in his mind that Naviance would remain the same or even standing by the time he and the others returned. What if rivaling lands decided to launch a conquest? What if the rebellion was successful in usurping the royal family?

For Polaris's sanity, he did not ruminate on the possibilities for long.

Instead, he remained, alone, watching the horizon on the outskirts of the capital city. It was a little before dawn, but the black sky was giving away to bleak grey light. Based on the instructions of his highness and his advisors, Polaris and the others chosen to undertake the task in search for the king's cure would rally here to meet one another and another advisor for final instructions. These final instructions apparently included exactly what they were looking for. Admittedly, Polaris found it a bit odd. He had come to the conclusion that perhaps they had no idea what they were looking for at all. Perhaps they were just chosen due to their select set of skills, traits and so on.

In the end, he supposed, he would find out in a due amount of time anyway.