Yariel examined the dense but calm atmosphere of the forest. She wore a more rough uniform than her usual attire, and had a very serious tone about her. She was packed densely into a bush where the young mercenary could scan about without being easily detected. Her hand carried a light pistol so that she could train her ol' eagle eye for any combat situation. Yariel had fired off a few shots earlier, and that was sure to attract some kind of attention. So she had decided relaxing for a bit, hidden inside a bush, was the best course of action.
Yariel had sworn she heard a couple of footsteps or maybe branches cracking, and packed the pistol somewhere safe as she left the bush to encounter the individual. The bush rustled lightly as she escaped from it. Yariel looked about, already trying to prepare some good greetings to that stranger, and hopefully a tame stranger at that.
Yariel had sworn she heard a couple of footsteps or maybe branches cracking, and packed the pistol somewhere safe as she left the bush to encounter the individual. The bush rustled lightly as she escaped from it. Yariel looked about, already trying to prepare some good greetings to that stranger, and hopefully a tame stranger at that.