Location: Llobrokor Mountains [@Pyromania99][@VitaVitaAR] [hr] “Weh! I’m not tasty!” “I dunno, it seemed to like how my hand tasted…” Gunnrun responded, not wanting to vocalize her thoughts about how Fio now seemed like to her, a cute puppy that was trying too hard to be angry but was just managing to be cute instead. “Um…well I’d let you stay at my place but erm, ahaha its a mess and I dont think its a good idea for me to be around you cute humans-er, cuz I might accidentally squish you or something yeah!” “Your hospitality is welcome, Gunnrun and we wouldn’t want to impose anyways.” Sucaria nodded quietly at Luna’s question. “But if its a strategy meeting I know a place! It even caters to humans, though we don’t get many.” Supposing they were all okay with it, the Giant would lead the pair towards the other side of the city, down one of the large roads. Some other giants gave the humans a friendly wave and questioned why they were here in curiosity but none really bothered them. They’d soon find themselves in front of a building with a wooden sign hanging over it depicting a warrior holding what seemed to be a horned creature's head up in victory. ‘Kings Hunt’ was the name written above it. Gunnrun opened the door, leading the party inside. The interior was…busy, to put simply. The building seemed to have been divided to serve both humans and giants. The left side of the tavern seemed to be catered to serve the latter, with a few giants sitting at tables sized for them while the rest of the place seemed to be sized better for humans. A few hunting trophies lined the wall but otherwise the place seemed fairly quiet with not too many patrons both human or giant. Surprisingly most of all though, was perhaps that the person working the bar seemed to be a human. A gruff old looking fellow, a long gray beard and a few tattoos upon his arms. He acknowledged the group with a nod as Gunnrun gave him a wave. “This place is run by that old guy. Dunno how long he’s been here but he was here when I was born which is…pretty long time for a human.” “If you’re gonna be fighting something I can actually help ya know!” Wisp shouted from inside the jar, trying to seemingly make herself useful though it was likely just some sort of bargaining ploy. "We got human food here and stuff so we can talk!" They however, were also not the only people here it seemed. A woman dressed in green and wearing a similarly colored cap with short blond hair and a slight dark coloring to her skin was sitting at the bar. A bow was fastened to her side. Fio could sense powerful magic coming from that bow. Location Harzel Plains [@Crimson Paladin][@BrokenPromise] [hr] “Hm…alright. We shall hunt it then.” Lonan reluctantly agreed. “Lif, you and Grainne stay here and watch the fort just in case it sends some Wyverns after us.” “But I want to-” “Grainne, no.” “...Tch, yeah…you’re right. I’d be useless.” “That’s not what I meant Grainne-” The redhead already sulked off, earning a small frown from Lif. “You can be surprisingly tactless when it comes to stuff like this.” She’d snort. “Don’t worry I’ll drag her off to something fun.” Lonan nodded, turning to the other two. “Then lets be off you two. No time to waste.” A whistle and Lonan’s spectral steed appeared in front of him with a shimmer, the ground under its hooves rippling like water. “Need a ride, Dame Luana?” Regardless of her answer, the trio would soon be off. Indeed, as the dragon had left it left a sizable ditch where it rolled away, leaving an easily to follow trail even as it disappeared over the rolling hills of the central plains of Albion and it wouldn’t be long to find where the dragon had set up its home. A small, hilly wooded area not too terribly far from the fort. The ditch continued into the forest, and would soon enough lead the trio right to what seemed to be the creature's front door. A small hill that had a cave dug out of it. All the plantlife and the trees in the area had withered, becoming little more than dried husks. “...no doubt it led us here on purpose. Its likely waiting somewhere nearby. Stay alert.” Lonan dismounted, Steblas vanishing from sight moments later. “Luana, can you sense or see anything? And forgive me if I seem a bit off the mark with your druidism, is it possible for you to combat that things decaying abilities?" [hr] [hider=Memories and paths] [color=fff79a]“Your left!” [/color] Reinhardt acted swiftly. The blade in his hand meeting the claws of a diminutive lizard that had dared to lunge at him from the side, completely bisecting the arm as the fist of his other hand slammed into the things face, a solid crunch as its lifeless body was knocked backwards. “Your highness!” [color=fff79a]“I see it!” [/color] Sorcha reacted just as swiftly, if not more so than Reinhardt did. A swift sidestep, her blade being dragged alongside the things torso, nearly cutting it in half as a second soon lunged at her from the side, only to be met with sinking its fangs into Reinhardt’s armor were it was swiftly knocked to the ground, its head soon crushed under the knights heel. Sorcha in turn, spun, lightning arcing across her blade as a bolt of lightning slammed into a beast a few feet away in the same instance as she swung her blade, knocking aside another one of the creature's claws and swiftly bringing the blade back around and impaling the thing in its heart. The lizard creatures were numerous, but that was all they had. “...seems to be the last of them.” “[color=fff79a]Mmngh, that was a good warmup.”[/color] Sorcha replied lazily, flicking some blood from her blade. [color=fff79a]“Good job! I think that was our first time fighting together, hm? We make a surprisingly good team.”[/color] Sorcha cheerily replied. [color=fff79a]“Drinks on me once we get back to Airedale.”[/color] “Dragon kin, hm…they’re common in these mountains I’ve heard but they’re nothing like that black beast we slayed.” Reinhardt replied. [color=fff79a]“Well, they’re not actually dragons. More like…distant relatives? Descendants of wyverns and other similar dragons after the true dragons vanished. They’re likely feeling a little aggressive.”[/color] The pair continued down the ravine. A few more briefly crossed their paths, but most avoided the pair. The road continued for miles into the mountain, the sun going from overhead to late afternoon. Reinhardt couldn’t help but to feel some manner of apprehension. A weight upon the air as they drew closer to the mountain that Sorcha had pointed out. Not only that, though… “The further we travel the less natural some of this ravine seems.” [color=fff79a] “Oh? Noticed, Have you?”[/color] “Hard to miss the stones that were clearly once a road or the large pillars that have fallen over. Your majesty I think it's time you tell me-” [color=fff79a] “By the way, by my count I killed five more than you.”[/color] “That’s just provably false!” [color=fff79a]“Bwahaha, is that so Reinhardt? Are you calling your Queen a liar?”[/color] “Hah, no, I think our queen just might have trouble counting.” [color=fff79a]“Rude! I’ll have you know I can count very well.”[/color] “Says the woman that borrowed money from me to buy drinks from those Tuatha we met on the way here because she thought she had enough on her.” [color=fff79a]“Look. Okay, look. I was thirsty and I already spent all my money already-”[/color] She turned to face Reinhardt with an innocent expression. “On what? How do you spend all the money in your pockets?” [color=fff79a]“On food, of course-”[/color] Sorcha was interrupted by smacking face-first into a rock wall. “I’m somewhat surprised the rock didn’t crack.” [color=fff79a]“Shut up-don’t sass me I’m your queen. Hmph, what even - oh. That’s…a big rock.”[/color] “How did that thing even get here?” The pair paused. The ravine had abruptly cut off in an almost unnatural way. As though it continued, but in front of them was a large impossibly massive boulder that over the ages seems to have settled into its place. “Rolled down the mountain?” Sorcha replied, a small frown. “Well, I was hoping this would be easier but we’ll need to get around and over it. Hope you don’t mind some climbing.” [/hider]