Staring skyward throughout their trek, there was a certainty in the highlander. But why did his hands tingle? Was an inquiry he had pushed to the back of Vincent's mind. The alpha wolf among able serpents, his attention sweeping behind him to the wailers taking point of their flank. His attention bore a playful wave, from an archer just paces ahead of their lance wielding colleagues. It encouraged that canine emulating grin of his. That was the spirit he needed to see. They resembled a hunting party etching a main path, searching for points of deviation. The locals didn't need to know, that they truly sought an Elezen's trail in the snow. He mused to the thought, that between Rivienne and Eudalie. Their tracks were as small as doe, potentially smaller in the case of Eudalie.
Vincent spoke this with a matter of fact tone, from his Adder companions a age old warning. He spoke so certainly, because he thought of swiftest path to run solo. This? Was where they were to take point, and prepare to exact maximum assault if need be. "Be safe" The midlander twin Archers, chimed out playfully. Witnessing their squad leader bend a knee, before he darted into an abnormal pace. It seemed at that time, through his charge through the cavern, that he'd hear a shrill response from a Drake above. Why? were there truly hunters among them? A huntress perhaps. Upon reaching the end of the cavern, he witnessed a pair fluttering their wings, potentially the reinforcements seeking an alternative route.
On those words, he rid his body of it's immediate worry. Ushering into a blur that seeped of green aether, Adder issued knuckledusters, brandished in a fluid motion. Armor shoulder encased in leather, slammed a screeching of startled Drake into it's own companion. Unleashing a flurry of strikes, arms weren't tense but the collision resound thunderous thuds against their scale hides. Feral grunts proved his strategy quite seasoned, the reptilian duo fleeing in belief that the shrill was now a warning.
Before he knew it, a tail lashed out at him. A cheapshot from a chinchilla on the defense of his would be predators. It was only the creature's skull, previously connecting with Vincent's jawline. This little one would be it's hideaway hero this day. Just as he turned away, humored by his momentary defeat, there was another contender. A...parchment that latched onto his face. Arms flailed a moment, he spouted combatively. " Ye damnable rodents, where ye when the scales were about!?" He stopped and sniffed, was that lavender he smelled? The oil from costa, where the coastal sun, granted enough heat to properly coat the page in scented oils. Only one person, could possess such an item along this route.
He removed the parchment with a mild pout, he smelled the air before reaching for a pearl. "Diveroix, I could use a point man. Potential civilian, and I must move to acquire". There was a momentary silence. Before he'd get a reply, that for the moment was littered with chuckling. "I heard...she's north of you, keep a steady pace. I have our woodwild in line of sight. Do not move in leisure...you only ran off their curious young. There's unusual activity among her prey. I cannot...feel anything within these creatures.". Vincent did not answer only began to feverishly look about, before shouting for Eudalie in a immediate jog north.
" The Cavern route to Whitbrim is just over this hill, tha's our life line- tha is our convergence camp. No winged Drake dare risk, tamperin' with grounds that smell of it's larger counterpart."
Vincent spoke this with a matter of fact tone, from his Adder companions a age old warning. He spoke so certainly, because he thought of swiftest path to run solo. This? Was where they were to take point, and prepare to exact maximum assault if need be. "Be safe" The midlander twin Archers, chimed out playfully. Witnessing their squad leader bend a knee, before he darted into an abnormal pace. It seemed at that time, through his charge through the cavern, that he'd hear a shrill response from a Drake above. Why? were there truly hunters among them? A huntress perhaps. Upon reaching the end of the cavern, he witnessed a pair fluttering their wings, potentially the reinforcements seeking an alternative route.
"Glad I took point"
On those words, he rid his body of it's immediate worry. Ushering into a blur that seeped of green aether, Adder issued knuckledusters, brandished in a fluid motion. Armor shoulder encased in leather, slammed a screeching of startled Drake into it's own companion. Unleashing a flurry of strikes, arms weren't tense but the collision resound thunderous thuds against their scale hides. Feral grunts proved his strategy quite seasoned, the reptilian duo fleeing in belief that the shrill was now a warning.
"Tch even 'they' sent out their younglins. Fortunate fer me, that they didn' stick around n' Mmph!!"
Before he knew it, a tail lashed out at him. A cheapshot from a chinchilla on the defense of his would be predators. It was only the creature's skull, previously connecting with Vincent's jawline. This little one would be it's hideaway hero this day. Just as he turned away, humored by his momentary defeat, there was another contender. A...parchment that latched onto his face. Arms flailed a moment, he spouted combatively. " Ye damnable rodents, where ye when the scales were about!?" He stopped and sniffed, was that lavender he smelled? The oil from costa, where the coastal sun, granted enough heat to properly coat the page in scented oils. Only one person, could possess such an item along this route.
" Eudalie? But...she can't, not now the very frontier is on edge with isolated encounters."
He removed the parchment with a mild pout, he smelled the air before reaching for a pearl. "Diveroix, I could use a point man. Potential civilian, and I must move to acquire". There was a momentary silence. Before he'd get a reply, that for the moment was littered with chuckling. "I heard...she's north of you, keep a steady pace. I have our woodwild in line of sight. Do not move in leisure...you only ran off their curious young. There's unusual activity among her prey. I cannot...feel anything within these creatures.". Vincent did not answer only began to feverishly look about, before shouting for Eudalie in a immediate jog north.
