Location: Llobrokor Mountains [@Pyromania99][@VitaVitaAR] [hr] “W-well…” “A dragon kin…hm. This might prove slightly difficult.” Elnith frowned. “I have no doubt we can kill one, but this one sounds like it is more dangerous than your standard lizard if it was able to take your hand, Gunnrun.” “You could…say that.” The giant responded, a despondent expression crossing her features. “It was this big black thing. More giant serpent then some overgrown lizard. It wasn’t something we see often. I think some of the elders called it a Lindwurm or something.” “A Lindwurm?” "I didn’t really get a good look at it and I was focused on y’know, not getting the rest of myself eaten. It more just looks like probably a serpent of unusually big size?” She sounded like she was trying to convince herself of that more than anything. “Uhm, that said to get to it we’ll probably have to head through some territory those funny humans are in so maybe we should figure out how to deal with that first?” Wisp was lounging around in the jar, pouting and muttering something about being bored and how funny it'd be to watch the 'short one' get eaten. Location Harzel Plains [@Crimson Paladin][@BrokenPromise] [hr] “Your highness?” Reinhardt responded with an understandably bemused frown. [color=fff79a]“Oh don’t worry. Just fetch us a pair of horses. We will likely be gone for at least a day.” [/color] “...Alright.” [color=fff79a]“Lonan, I’ll leave these two in your care then.”[/color] “Understood. Though I am quite curious as to what you’ll be doing with Sir Reinhardt, I doubt you’d feel like answering.” [color=fff79a]“I have a hunch after seeing that beast myself. Nothing more, nothing less.”[/color] Sorcha frowned. [color=fff79a]“I hope, however, that I am wrong but we’ll find out shortly.”[/color] Reinhardt would soon return with the pair of horses that the two had rode in on. Without much left to be said, the two saddled up and would soon be galloping off, quickly vanishing in the hilly plains towards the mountains…. “I think we have a few options.” Lonan responded to Ethelred’s question. “That thing is fast and agile. Inhumanly so. Intelligent, too. There’s a non-zero chance us following it is nothing more than an ambush so it can pick us off.” “Too fast for me to help with.” Lif piped up, lugging that heavy cannon looking thing behind her effortlessly. “Unless someone could tie it down and then I blast it, ahaha. Close quarters fighting isn’t my strong suit.” “Being a pain in the ass is your strong suit, yeah.” Grainne wasn’t far behind. “Damn it…all I could do was hide in the fort…” She grumbled. “You helped guide all the soldiers into it, Grainne. Not everyone was aware of the situation either. You did your part and succeeded.” “...Hmph.” “Anyways, the way I see it Sir Ethelred, Dame Luana. We could follow it, or we can attempt luring it back here and setting a trap ourselves. It really depends on what you would like to do. I would urge the latter myself but if you have other ideas nows the time. We don’t have long to decide but I am open to any suggestions either of you have.” [hr] [hider=Memories and paths] It had been about a day of uneventful travel that the duo would find themselves on the western slopes of the mountains. Sorcha kept a brisk pace, stopping just long enough to get four hours of sleep between the both of them before the pair once more took off. Aside from dealing with a small fomorian raiding party, the pair made swift time. [color=fff79a]“We’ll have to foot it from here.”[/color] Sorcha dismounted her steed. [color=fff79a]“The path will likely be too narrow for the horses in some places.”[/color] “You still haven’t told me where we’re going, your highness.” Reinhardt would follow suit.\ [color=fff79a]“And I told you to just call me Sorcha when we’re out here by ourselves.”[/color] “Still working on that, you’re highness.” [color=fff79a]“Tsk.”[/color] Sorcha pouted just slightly, giving Reinhardt a mildly disapproving glare before a quiet chuckle could be heard as she’d start walking. [color=fff79a]“Maybe you’d prefer if I called you ‘comrade?’ Across the seas it's a term of camaraderie between some funny rat-eared folk.”[/color] “Rat-eared folk? Like the Tuatha?” [color=fff79a]“Not quite, though there are definite similarities in physical appearance. Pleasant people, if a bit uppity. They worship an Elder Beast that has a lot more bark then he has bite. He’s quite the incorrigible fellow, really. If I ever see him again I’ll make a rug out of him…”[/color] “You’ve traveled across the oceans, then?” [color=fff79a]“Oh…yes, I have. I actually spent quite a lot of time over there before I returned here.”[/color] Sorcha immediately fell quiet with a clearing of her throat as the pair came to a ledge overlooking a small ravine. Deep below them, winding through the mountains a path was cut through the mountains. [color=fff79a]“See that mountain over there? The one with the jagged peak? That’s our destination.”[/color] “Looks like it’d be close to the northern edge of Albion. How far away is it?” [color=fff79a]“Depends on how many undesirables we’ll have to deal with…and speaking of…Dragon kin.”[/color] “Well, compared to an actual dragon, these should be easy.” [color=fff79a]“Well said. Then after you, Reinhardt. Lets see who can kill the most, aye?”[/color] [/hider]