A large figure trudged through the desert, a smaller form perched on it's shoulder. Â They didn't seem to have any particular destination in mind, their pace slow but steady.
The small figure, a lalafell, held a piece of parchment in her hands. Â "Hmm ... it should have been around here! Â But this all looks the same!"
The roegadyn grunted, continuing to walk. Â Both figures were female, the taller in the garb of a marauder, the smaller dressed in cloth. Â At first glance one wouldn't think they were adventurers, let alone fighters.
"Try over there, left left! Â I think I see something!"
The roegadyn sighed, turning in the direction her ward pointed. Â Coming over a small hill, she stopped, dropping to one knee quickly, the lalafell tumbling to the ground.
"H-hey! Â What was that for?"
"Look" Â the roegadyn pointed to the carnage visible. Â The bandit camp they were tasked to find and scout was in disarray. Â She could smell the blood and destruction on the wind as it carried to her nostrils.
"Huh?" Â The lalafell squinted and made a face a moment afterwards. Â "Ew. Â Goodness what a mess!" Â She tugged on her companion's sash. Â "Wait, there there! Â I see movement!"
The roegadyn turned her gaze to the small group of figures. Â They seemed battle worn and one looked injured, laying upon the ground. Â Unsure if they were bandits or not, the two stayed their place, watching.
The small figure, a lalafell, held a piece of parchment in her hands. Â "Hmm ... it should have been around here! Â But this all looks the same!"
The roegadyn grunted, continuing to walk. Â Both figures were female, the taller in the garb of a marauder, the smaller dressed in cloth. Â At first glance one wouldn't think they were adventurers, let alone fighters.
"Try over there, left left! Â I think I see something!"
The roegadyn sighed, turning in the direction her ward pointed. Â Coming over a small hill, she stopped, dropping to one knee quickly, the lalafell tumbling to the ground.
"H-hey! Â What was that for?"
"Look" Â the roegadyn pointed to the carnage visible. Â The bandit camp they were tasked to find and scout was in disarray. Â She could smell the blood and destruction on the wind as it carried to her nostrils.
"Huh?" Â The lalafell squinted and made a face a moment afterwards. Â "Ew. Â Goodness what a mess!" Â She tugged on her companion's sash. Â "Wait, there there! Â I see movement!"
The roegadyn turned her gaze to the small group of figures. Â They seemed battle worn and one looked injured, laying upon the ground. Â Unsure if they were bandits or not, the two stayed their place, watching.
