Sah
Sah chuckled, "Somehow." He adjusted his bag and nodded towards the tundra, "Let's go find our ursur." As they made their way away from the Citadel, the hunter started looking for tracks and other signs of a passing ursur. Any claw marks or paw prints, heavily damaged ice from being crushed under heavy weight, or remnants of past kills.
As he searched Sah glanced at Deimos, "Thank you by the way. For agreeing to come hunt with me. I need the skin for my first quest."
He shook his head with a look of mirth, "I've hunted ursur before. But somehow doing it for that reason makes it far more intimidating than usual." He was glad that he had the reliable presence of the Warden for that very reason.
The Thunder paused suddenly and inspected something in the ice. It was a large print with deep gouges from heavy claws. "I think I've got something here."
As he searched Sah glanced at Deimos, "Thank you by the way. For agreeing to come hunt with me. I need the skin for my first quest."
He shook his head with a look of mirth, "I've hunted ursur before. But somehow doing it for that reason makes it far more intimidating than usual." He was glad that he had the reliable presence of the Warden for that very reason.
The Thunder paused suddenly and inspected something in the ice. It was a large print with deep gouges from heavy claws. "I think I've got something here."
My soul is in the sky
-William Shakespeare
-William Shakespeare
