As each day went by the tracks for this purple and black dragon continued but yet it felt like they have been doing it for months. The tracks changed from one moment to the next being prints in the snow to the change of smell within the air. Y’erge, Balanaerthor, N’yx and the unknown person stuck together as they tracked down the great dragon.
Each group and being was keeping an eye on each other but the odd armoured warrior seemed to always be a head. Y’erges sight flicked from the tracks they found towards the lone warrior as he wondered why he was so far ahead. As the night started to fall each party started to set up camp for the night.
The campsite started to look more like a gathering than a large group of hunters and heplers. N’yx was helping Y’erge write the letter to send back home to the free company while Balanaerthor stayed on guard. The letter was mostly saying how things were going on the hunt as well as Y'erge learning to read.
“Well there we go Y’erge, letter all done and ready to go back sweetieâ€
After folding the letter up and handing it to Y’erge to give to a moogle she gave him a rather cute smile to him.
“All done? . . Everything written?â€
N’yx nodded once to him as well as explaining that It wouldn't be a great idea on writing a huge letter just yet. This time Y’erge nodded to her but looked more towards the blue armoured person.
“Why . do they avoid?â€
Looking over in his direction N’yx but gave him a light shrug before looking up at Y'erge.
“Well, I'm not sure why he or she does but it must be for some good reasonâ€
Y'erge stayed looking at this armored person for a moment or two before looking back at N'yx thinking.
“Maybe . there sick or something?â€
N’yx took one more look at the person in the distance after giggling to Y'erge's response while warming up her little hands at the campfire.
“Your funny at times Y'ergeâ€
Y’erge being the person he is wanted to know more but knew that something like shouldn't be on his mind. Going back to the book that Balanaerthor gave him and trying to read the words within it Y'erge still couldn't help but think on what this dragon would look like. It had to be big at least from what he heard about it as well as it being purple and black. After giving up on trying to read he closed the book before looking at N'yx.
"You cold?"
N'yx glanced at her hands for a moment before looking up at Y'erge with a slight giggle.
"You could say that sweetie"
Y'erge rubbed the back of his neck just moments before his ears twitch slightly to a rather odd and strange sound. It was a faint at first but it was unrecogniseable since it was a sound that he had never heard before. Only seconds latter the smell in the air changed to a more thick like fog, it was the same smell that the party had been following for days. Taking hold of his lance Y'erge used all of his senses to try and locate where that sound was coming from.
Just like a person jumping out of the shadow a huge black figure crashed in front of them creating a cloud of white around it. The force of the land nearly knocked Y'erge backwards but he mange to stand up right but what he was looking at froze him solid.
"It's . i'ts Kushala Daora!"
Each group and being was keeping an eye on each other but the odd armoured warrior seemed to always be a head. Y’erges sight flicked from the tracks they found towards the lone warrior as he wondered why he was so far ahead. As the night started to fall each party started to set up camp for the night.
The campsite started to look more like a gathering than a large group of hunters and heplers. N’yx was helping Y’erge write the letter to send back home to the free company while Balanaerthor stayed on guard. The letter was mostly saying how things were going on the hunt as well as Y'erge learning to read.
“Well there we go Y’erge, letter all done and ready to go back sweetieâ€
After folding the letter up and handing it to Y’erge to give to a moogle she gave him a rather cute smile to him.
“All done? . . Everything written?â€
N’yx nodded once to him as well as explaining that It wouldn't be a great idea on writing a huge letter just yet. This time Y’erge nodded to her but looked more towards the blue armoured person.
“Why . do they avoid?â€
Looking over in his direction N’yx but gave him a light shrug before looking up at Y'erge.
“Well, I'm not sure why he or she does but it must be for some good reasonâ€
Y'erge stayed looking at this armored person for a moment or two before looking back at N'yx thinking.
“Maybe . there sick or something?â€
N’yx took one more look at the person in the distance after giggling to Y'erge's response while warming up her little hands at the campfire.
“Your funny at times Y'ergeâ€
Y’erge being the person he is wanted to know more but knew that something like shouldn't be on his mind. Going back to the book that Balanaerthor gave him and trying to read the words within it Y'erge still couldn't help but think on what this dragon would look like. It had to be big at least from what he heard about it as well as it being purple and black. After giving up on trying to read he closed the book before looking at N'yx.
"You cold?"
N'yx glanced at her hands for a moment before looking up at Y'erge with a slight giggle.
"You could say that sweetie"
Y'erge rubbed the back of his neck just moments before his ears twitch slightly to a rather odd and strange sound. It was a faint at first but it was unrecogniseable since it was a sound that he had never heard before. Only seconds latter the smell in the air changed to a more thick like fog, it was the same smell that the party had been following for days. Taking hold of his lance Y'erge used all of his senses to try and locate where that sound was coming from.
Just like a person jumping out of the shadow a huge black figure crashed in front of them creating a cloud of white around it. The force of the land nearly knocked Y'erge backwards but he mange to stand up right but what he was looking at froze him solid.
"It's . i'ts Kushala Daora!"