Find me the great And I will be greater Kodai Venator, Tartarus |
A crimson lining decorated the sky as the sun set to rest. It had been half a day since Nai had left for the city. It was about a two hour march to Crocus and back. The lands they residedset in the central east, it was close to civilization, on the outer borders of what the Fiorans called "The Cursed Lands". Lyserg was sitting on a windowsill atop the castle, letting his feet dangle into the depths. His eyes steered out into the open. He had made it very clear to be back before night hits. Some form of a curfew he pronounced for safety reasons, as that was the time the giants, trolls and golems came out of the earth to haunt this desolate region.
Watches were no need, Lyserg's perception of time was on point. He knew exactly how long ago he had told Nai to get back before dawn, and he knew that the sun would set in just about 16 seconds. He was able to spot a figure in the distance. Too far away for his senses, but the raven lining made it clear it was Nai. What was strange was that he spotted an even fainter figure. Albeit even further than Nai, it was apparent that a bipedal something had lost its way and reached a place that no soul was ever supposed to know existed. Had Nai been followed? Granted, he was an amateur, but he was not that stupid. Did he do it on purpose? A more logical conclusion. Lyserg sighed. He was a troublesome boy, but his wit benefitted from youthful impulse and was at times, faster than his own.
Jumping off of the windowsill, Lyserg scooted through the air downwards in the direction of the entrance. As the last rays of sun reached the peak of the highest steeple, darkness embraced this land. It was then, that in the furthest distance damp growls began echoing over the flat surface. Disgusting creatures, just like nearly two-thousand years ago, but they had done the job of keeping out intruders. Either the invadee would be a quick breakfeast for one of the giants, or he would make it here. Which was, for all intents and purposes not exactly a better option. But Lyserg was not entirely doubtful. The past chance encounters had shown him that the people gathering in Fiore were quite interesting.
Watches were no need, Lyserg's perception of time was on point. He knew exactly how long ago he had told Nai to get back before dawn, and he knew that the sun would set in just about 16 seconds. He was able to spot a figure in the distance. Too far away for his senses, but the raven lining made it clear it was Nai. What was strange was that he spotted an even fainter figure. Albeit even further than Nai, it was apparent that a bipedal something had lost its way and reached a place that no soul was ever supposed to know existed. Had Nai been followed? Granted, he was an amateur, but he was not that stupid. Did he do it on purpose? A more logical conclusion. Lyserg sighed. He was a troublesome boy, but his wit benefitted from youthful impulse and was at times, faster than his own.
Jumping off of the windowsill, Lyserg scooted through the air downwards in the direction of the entrance. As the last rays of sun reached the peak of the highest steeple, darkness embraced this land. It was then, that in the furthest distance damp growls began echoing over the flat surface. Disgusting creatures, just like nearly two-thousand years ago, but they had done the job of keeping out intruders. Either the invadee would be a quick breakfeast for one of the giants, or he would make it here. Which was, for all intents and purposes not exactly a better option. But Lyserg was not entirely doubtful. The past chance encounters had shown him that the people gathering in Fiore were quite interesting.