// starter for @forgesahead featuring Granson
Granson adjusts the sword on his back as he makes his way through the vibrantly colored tundra of Lakeland. He is out to fulfill a hunt request someone posted on the board in the Crystarium a few days ago, but judging by the tracks he was following up til now someone else had the same idea.
Besides the mark's footprints and claw marks there are some less deep, distinctly Hume-like footprints in the dirt trailing down the same path through the shrubbery and sure enough, when Granson makes his way up a small hill he finds another hunter crouching a ways out of sight of the mark.
He didn't quite expect finding him here, though.
His lips quirk up into a smile as he quietly makes his way closer. Leather and metal clinking softly as he moves. "Well, isn't this a surprise," he whispers as he crouches next to him, words just loud enough to have the other man hear him but not loud enough to startle their prey.
Granson elbows him in the side, smile turning to a teasing smirk at the surprise he finds written all over the other's face. "Didn't think I'd see you back here so soon, and meaning to steal my game no less it seems."