────── Kage Fadir ──────
Spring 40, 125
The elusive Mæntyger. It was hard to hunt something that could practically turn invisible with the intelligence and strength to stay at the top of the food chain. Kage wasn’t big on chimeric animals but there he was, looking at a piece of paper on his desk. It detailed such a creature that had been killing too many people and the worthless human hunters hadn’t been able to deal with it. Perhaps it had been forced out of its regular hunting grounds, or maybe it just needed to get twacked on the head and put in check.
Regardless, something had to be done. The last resort would be to kill the beast seeing as though they were rare and lived for thousands of years. The best option would be to have an animist bond with it. To that end Kage had sent out some letters to see if anyone would be interested in meet up with him in the swampy region of AElheim so they could try to bring it under their control.
Kage would step out of an inn for aelves late in the evening. His note would have said to meet him at this time on this day at this very inn. He already had his bird fetches scanning the surrounding landscape for signs of the Mæntyger. He’d been kept up to date with its general location and, if he was lucky, they wouldn’t have to walk more than several hours to find it.
Kage was dressed in a black and red tunic with a magical looking bow slung across his back. He had a quiver of quivers at his hip and was all alone. He’d been going through some housekeeping with his treants and had cut down on most of his less useful minions. He knew he ought to make more, but he was always busy with something or another.
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