The Sunspire immune to this

marauder scaled a jagged staircase of broken cliffside in pursuit of a bighorn sheep. he'd run down the ram half a day earlier, but the uneven terrain and gusts of wind had made the hunt less than favorable. his prey had found freedom, though the soldier sought to ensure this was only temporary. 

nature proved an opponent in this hunt, the trail fading now due to snowdrift and passed time. blood ran dry while the footpath turned cold. 

fatigued now from the climb and short of breath due to the altitude, marauder sought to hunker down for a short time. his path pushed him upward still, a new scent found in the drifting wind of the mountain steeple. and to this he followed, straight to the hazy silhouette of a nameless figure.