Rydel

Rydel

Finding…. Seeking….Watching

Days passed as they watched the building from afar. People came and went but they were here for the whelp and the weakling that guarded him. 

Waiting….Tracking….Learning

They watched as the sand covered structure was lit up by lightning and as they expected the two creatures fell. The whelp had grown stronger and its guardians had too. They both watched the dark scales on Syphax and felt a sense of familiarity, but that was not the only one. The tiefling seemed familiar and its shadowy duplicate had the form of old prey. They closed on the structure, ready to do their master’s bidding, but a whoosh of air emanated from the interior and once they entered they saw no sign of their prey. 

They had waited at what seemed to be their refuge, and followed their allies from one city to another. They felt his presence and knew he was close. The city erupted into chaos but they did not mind and as they watched the whelp fly off alone they followed. The time to strike was now, this was what they had been waiting for. However another man showed up, and they both knew they would lose if attacked with him present. They retreated once more and their bloodlust threatened to overcome their senses.

Blood….Flesh….Prey….PREY!