starter for @jamieprice, @vuldak-juneau.
where: aurelia, queenset isles
when: current timeline
note: reuniiioooon
As soon as Jamie mentioned Juneau was still alive, Adrian hardly asked any questions. If the strigoi had allowed it be mentioned at all, it was an indicator that Jamie indeed felt strongly about Juneau's scent and thus her tenacity to have endured. The girl who seemed to have cheated death twice - thrice if one reminded themselves of what it took for her to be a vuldak - Adrian had to figure the Fates were indeed laughing at them from afar.
They'd no rations, hadn't found a water source on their trek, but still Adrian continued behind Jamie, the strigoi only a few steps ahead of the witch. A massive, jagged mountain peak seemed to divide one bit of shore from the other and there'd been concerns from Adrian if it was even possible to cross over or around. If he had to dip into the water again, he'd probably not resurface, but Adrian tried not to think of that now as they walked along. Bits of rock already jutted out from the earth the closer they trekked to the ascent of the mountain; it was clear this island was hardly charted as no paths were carved into the peak - at least from where they were standing.
It'd been a few hours since they began and though Adrian would push himself past certain limitations if it meant locating Juneau sooner.. He realized his threshold was smaller now after being battered by the sea, tossed into it from a literal explosion and finally, at the base of this massive mountain, Adrian called ahead to pause, "Think we're any closer to her?" He'd never been sure how this whole sensitivity to scent worked for a strigoi.