#fyren.01

[temperednuvi]

who? @fyrenxsolon where? Haven

It’s only by accident that she recognizes the flash of black as a dragon. A very specific dragon in fact. Nuvi hadn’t had the pleasure to meet Prince Ikaros’ dragon in person, but she had heard the rumors. And frankly, there aren’t many black dragons flying around as it is. Frowning thoughtfully, she follows the dragon’s flight path towards… Oh, she recognizes him. He was part of the team that headed into the Eluvian towards the Falon’din Hollow, isn’t it? Recognizing the face, she decides to greet him, and maybe satisfy her curiosity about why he had the Prince’s dragon. 

“Afternoon,” she greets with a nod. “You were part of the group that went to Falon’din Hollow's, correct? I believe I recognize you from that trip.”

[spiralailani]

who? @fyrenxsolon where? A tavern in the Silverlands

“I still don’t think that killing the leader was necessary,” Lailani sighs dramatically as she steps into the tavern and keeps the door open for Fyren. She is sweating from exertion, and she is already making a mental shopping list for when she gets back to Eterna. She is going to need some linseed oil for her battleaxe, after the last battle. More importantly, she is irritated that Fyren had gotten to the faiman bandit before she had. “There is a bounty on his head, yes, but the bounty is fulfilled if you turn him in alive as well.”

She hadn’t even been given the chance to talk to him, and she takes a moment to grieve the life extinguished too early. Perhaps it had been the Veil’s design, perhaps she would have killed him if he had refused to see reason, but she never got the chance to figure it out, did she?