LordWolx

Eager for a Scrap Worry was all Liz could feel at the moment as she zipped through the air as quickly as her eye-covered wings could take her. She'd been hovering over Manjimup, swiftly scanning the town from up high with her many, many eyes for any sign of her missing friends, when all of a sudden a pillar of flame had erupted into the air from somewhere around the docks. Liz didn't even need a moment to consider who would be at the centre of the ever-climbing tower of fire, and practically threw herself in its direction. “Celia... Helen...” she thought, her wings flapping almost as quickly as her heart was pounding. “Please be alright. Please.” Liz had been asleep when both Celia and Helen had disappeared from their hidden camp in the middle of the night, something that wouldn't have happened had Liz forcefully taken watch like she should have. But she didn't, and now two of her best friends were most likely fighting for their very lives. She had to help them. She was the reason

Eager for a Scrap Worry was all Liz could feel at the moment as she zipped through the air as quickly as her eye-covered wings could take her. She'd been hovering over Manjimup, swiftly scanning the town from up high with her many, many eyes for any sign of her missing friends, when all of a sudden a pillar of flame had erupted into the air from somewhere around the docks. Liz didn't even need a moment to consider who would be at the centre of the ever-climbing tower of fire, and practically threw herself in its direction. “Celia... Helen...” she thought, her wings flapping almost as quickly as her heart was pounding. “Please be alright. Please.” Liz had been asleep when both Celia and Helen had disappeared from their hidden camp in the middle of the night, something that wouldn't have happened had Liz forcefully taken watch like she should have. But she didn't, and now two of her best friends were most likely fighting for their very lives. She had to help them. She was the reason

Quest Saelihn Qirel, raises an eyebrow as she stares down at what her newest client has just placed on the table. “That?” she scoffs, brushing some of her long brown hair from in front of her eyes. “You expect a group with as much expertise as the Fearless Four to undertake a search and rescue mission for that? A single coin?” “For the moment...” The man across from Saelihn looks drained, as if he’d run a mile in full plate armor, and the left side of his neck sports a long but shallow cut. There’s no blood, but that cut could probably use a minor healing spell before it gets infected. He is trembling while keeping one finger on the gold coin. Saelihn has no idea why. The chill in the air is minimal at best, and the man is a local clad in a thick, fur-lined coat. Not only that, but the tavern’s nearby roaring fire was doing an excellent job at keeping the vast room warm. Was he nervous perhaps? The Fearless Four were becoming quite the well-known adventuring party, especially after

“You have to hurry.” The voice coming over the comms was trying to remain calm, though that proved a more difficult task with every transmission. “Cragridge Orchard doesn't have the defences to hold out for long. Not against a Black Shuck.” Images were suddenly projected to light the interior of her helmet a dull blue, revealing the mixture of puzzlement and irritation on her face. A small horizontal scar ran across the bridge of her nose, and her jade eyes shifted back and forth from the images and the forest in front of her. “And why not?” she asked, a hint of hope in her voice. “Last I checked each farmstead has more than enough firepower to hold off wildlife with a beta-danger level classification. Which is exactly what a Black Shuck is.” The woman on the other end of the line didn't respond for a few moments, meaning she was clearly taking the time to roll her eyes again. “I already explained this to you, Lore” she sighed. “There was some kind of malfunction in the defensive