20th of Zi'da, 716
Kura looked down at Phelan as she walked through the Stormlands towards the farm that was her goal. "I know there's not likely to be a scent, Phelan, but we have to try. Those poor parents have been missing their child for so long." she said, gesturing in the direction of the farm she meant with her pipe before she took another puff from it.
"I agree, Kura, but do you really think we'll find that child alive?" Phelan said in her mind, his voice solemn. The great black wolf was enjoying that he was now allowed more time in physical form due to Kura's now public status as a Velduris Blessed, but he wasn't quite used to Kura's quirks yet.
"Of course she knows that Phelan." Speck's voice sounded in their minds as she flapped around above them. "It just doesn't matter to her. If nothing else though, we can give that poor family some closure, rather than leaving them in uncertainty." the owl said before she caught another thermal and soared back into the air again. "There's a farm about another half a break or so ahead, Kura. Probably our destination." she said as she continued to circle above Kura and Phelan.
Kura nodded at Speck's words. "Thank you, Speck. And she's right, Phelan. But even if your nose doesn't get us anywhere, my eyes might." she said, though they both knew the Mortalborn wasn't referring to her tracking ability but rather to her Mortalborn powers.
Phelan sneezed, but ultimately nodded at her. "Yes, you're right, of course. Besides, who knows, it could be fun to track someone who doesn't smell like beer for once." he said, his voice indignant.
Kura laughed and shrugged. "In this city, everyone probably smells like beer. But we'll hope." she said as the continued on their way to the farm.
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Kura looked down at Phelan as she walked through the Stormlands towards the farm that was her goal. "I know there's not likely to be a scent, Phelan, but we have to try. Those poor parents have been missing their child for so long." she said, gesturing in the direction of the farm she meant with her pipe before she took another puff from it.
"I agree, Kura, but do you really think we'll find that child alive?" Phelan said in her mind, his voice solemn. The great black wolf was enjoying that he was now allowed more time in physical form due to Kura's now public status as a Velduris Blessed, but he wasn't quite used to Kura's quirks yet.
"Of course she knows that Phelan." Speck's voice sounded in their minds as she flapped around above them. "It just doesn't matter to her. If nothing else though, we can give that poor family some closure, rather than leaving them in uncertainty." the owl said before she caught another thermal and soared back into the air again. "There's a farm about another half a break or so ahead, Kura. Probably our destination." she said as she continued to circle above Kura and Phelan.
Kura nodded at Speck's words. "Thank you, Speck. And she's right, Phelan. But even if your nose doesn't get us anywhere, my eyes might." she said, though they both knew the Mortalborn wasn't referring to her tracking ability but rather to her Mortalborn powers.
Phelan sneezed, but ultimately nodded at her. "Yes, you're right, of course. Besides, who knows, it could be fun to track someone who doesn't smell like beer for once." he said, his voice indignant.
Kura laughed and shrugged. "In this city, everyone probably smells like beer. But we'll hope." she said as the continued on their way to the farm.
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