Noctisardor Bypass Mellita, domi adsum.

OK, so this whole time I thought NB was south of Greatwater Lake; otherwise I would've had Basilie go the other direction. lmfao. Thread for @Shadow or any other NB wolves that want to intercept her.

Ashton had pointed her in a direction and left her with that; it was hardly more than a nudge, and Basilie was embittered by the lack of assistance. It sort of made sense, though, since she was not worthwhile company to the medic. Basilie headed in the direction specified and worked her way north, towards the mountains. Weren't these the same mountains she had been avoiding? Had she worked her way in a circle around them? Ugh, commoners, she thought as she hiked on, this is all that yellow-faced plebeio's fault.

It was nightfall when she chose to stop and rest. The gusting breeze across the plain had died down by this point, allowing her some time to relax without the irritation. She came to a halt beneath one of the few trees that dotted the landscape and breathed, a great deep breath, and became particularly aware of the throbbing in her shoulder. If she could reach it she'd have felt a radiating heat from the wound; however, there was no need. A fever had indeed set upon her - and without those gusts of wind, the night was stifling.