(06-13-2016, 12:37 PM)Scaith Wrote: The tall Miqo'te scowled as he slipped from tree to tree, attempting to dodge the large globules of rain and move out of the wind for a while. Scaith breathed a little heavy, still unaccustomed to the heavier humidity of this region, having been raised in La Noscea and only traversing the woodland areas only once before in his wanderings.Â
        As he skipped over a fallen log, his boot caught a small branch, snapping it loudly and he stopped, looking about. His large, sodden ears flicked about wildly, listening for any respones, before continuing for a few more yalms and quickly found another twig underfoot. He gave an audible sigh, listening to the rolling thunder for a moment and felt his tail fluff up, feeling the magic in the air around him. He looked about before noticing some water sprites, plumped up from the rainfall and smiled, figuring that it was just them bickering over territory when he heard the high, uncertain voice of a female.
“Stay Back! This is your last warning!â€
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        Scaith immediately stopped, poking his head around and looking in all directions as the lightning flickered over the treetops and didn't see anyone. He slowly ran one of his hands over the handle of his multiple knives, gently unsnapping the handle and rested his palm on the hilt.
"Ahoy there! I b'hearin ye, but cannae see ye lass, I mean ye nae harm, but wish t'see who has t'drop on me....can ye come where ye can b'seen?"
The mage was startled by the sudden voice. By the way she spoke he must be from Limsa Lomisa. She was about to come out, but at the same time thinking about hesitated. Did he mean what he said or was this some cutthroat that was putting on an act.
She was silent for a moment, but let out a soft sigh. She was going to have to hope that the gods didn't curse her with such terrible luck. She stumbled from her spot. From the voice it sounded as if he was in the trees. She walked out not too far from the tree she paused at and looked around the treetops or at least attempted too. The rain was making it difficult to see. Her only source of light being the lightning the flashed in the sky
Should she call out to the voice or perhaps she could see him. She wasn't sure how far away the Ixal was. So she used a bit of her magic to create a faint glow. She held her staff close with the spells at her lips ready to strike if she was making a mistake or at least put the thug to sleep with a repose spell.
"I pray hope I don't come across misfortune again" She mumbled to herself
