The Sunspire skyscape

The Eizokusei exhaled a heavy breath, feeling tension pool in her tired muscles now that she was intending to rest some; she hadn't timed her trek over the mountain all that well, but she was going to make the best of it, and keep aiming south as soon as she could again. For now, she at least had cornered some company, and if her guess was right, he might know a few things.

But, he was young, too. This was the first, best good look at him she unabashedly stole. She didn't entirely recognize the scents he wore, but they were.. familiar, vaguely. It had been years since she had traveled far enough west to find them again so for all of this week's bad luck in general, she was trying to paint him in a favorable light. Jomyo Eizokusei, and I scout for Legion currently.. and the old forests, Shikkotsurin, as well--where I was born, And she would never be able to shed her loyalty to the birthplace entirely. What about you? she pinned him with a similarly expectant look. There was an unspoken something about him that kept her careful, but a lot of experience behind her kept her rather comfortable, all things considered.