It felt odd to stalk prey again. After so many years away from the shroud it still gave him a sense of thrill to wander the forest. Except this time the thrill was more fueled by fright. Pyralis was stalking the fetcher, the Elezen who was so sick and depraved Pyralis still had nightmares of his time with him. Aurifort had once been his mentor and the thought of those times made the bard sick to his stomach. Aurifort was out disguised as an old wizen Elezen who many would not give a second glance. Now he was stalking Aurifort through the shroud, waiting for the right opportunity to strike him down. The Elezen had a specific route he would walk nearly every day to make sure the others were keeping up with their quotas. After watching him several days and memorizing his patterns, Pyralis was certain that today would be the day he kills Aurifort.
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As he continued to stalk his prey,waiting for the right opportunity, the bard thought of events of the past couple of days leading up to now. He had essentially cut ties with everyone, just as he always has in the past. Sarah had practically told him to go die when she stabbed him. Yangh was simply Yangh and he could never understand what she does or why she does it. He had injured T’aloh and Elarian at the academy although he hardly had any recollection of it. He was being hunted by assassins, by his past, and possibly members of the academy. If Kiht had not offered him a place to stay he would have been in worse shape. I’ll have to repay her somehow, Pyralis though twhile navigating through the forest, eyes still on his prey.
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Aurifort stopped as a lalafell female ran up to him clearly in distress. Pyralis tried to listen but he was just too far out of range. The Elezen nodded at her and handed over some gil as the lalafell female ran off quickly. Now was the time to strike just over the bridge near Hyrstmill. Pyralis took an arrow out from his quiver placing it on the bow and ever so gently drew the string back. Breathe, focus on the neck, one clean shot, and this monster goes down. Pyralis thought focusing as much as he could on a clean shot. The bard almost let the shot fly when he saw a familiar face and figure walking towards Aurifort. Yangh, a black haired female Hyur, and a young girl with a scarred face and long blonde hair. The Elezen held his gaze on them as they walked past each other. The opportunity was gone; the chance to end it was gone.
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Why did Yangh always have such impeccable timing?
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As he continued to stalk his prey,waiting for the right opportunity, the bard thought of events of the past couple of days leading up to now. He had essentially cut ties with everyone, just as he always has in the past. Sarah had practically told him to go die when she stabbed him. Yangh was simply Yangh and he could never understand what she does or why she does it. He had injured T’aloh and Elarian at the academy although he hardly had any recollection of it. He was being hunted by assassins, by his past, and possibly members of the academy. If Kiht had not offered him a place to stay he would have been in worse shape. I’ll have to repay her somehow, Pyralis though twhile navigating through the forest, eyes still on his prey.
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Aurifort stopped as a lalafell female ran up to him clearly in distress. Pyralis tried to listen but he was just too far out of range. The Elezen nodded at her and handed over some gil as the lalafell female ran off quickly. Now was the time to strike just over the bridge near Hyrstmill. Pyralis took an arrow out from his quiver placing it on the bow and ever so gently drew the string back. Breathe, focus on the neck, one clean shot, and this monster goes down. Pyralis thought focusing as much as he could on a clean shot. The bard almost let the shot fly when he saw a familiar face and figure walking towards Aurifort. Yangh, a black haired female Hyur, and a young girl with a scarred face and long blonde hair. The Elezen held his gaze on them as they walked past each other. The opportunity was gone; the chance to end it was gone.
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Why did Yangh always have such impeccable timing?
FFXIV Characters:
Jorund Ironheart- Balmung
Naoh'a Mujuuk - Balmung
Arismont - Balmung
(Pyralis Cevas - deceased)
Jorund Ironheart- Balmung
Naoh'a Mujuuk - Balmung
Arismont - Balmung
(Pyralis Cevas - deceased)
