26th Saun 717
Fridgar walked along, only with a twist. He was due to meet Kayleigh after having a Jeger emblem tattooed to his new form. Finally, he'd done it with the aid of his beloved. He stood thirty seven feet tall, excluding his gargantuan horns. He really was a lurker like no other, roughly a quarter larger then the others in every metric with a long black mane of hair and solid red eyes. He'd had to sow, with Alistair's help, nine complete Stekir pelts together in order to craft the loincloth he wore, but at least he looked somewhat decent. Across his chest was the tattoo of the Jeger emblem, heralding himself an ally to the horde.
As for Kayleigh... she was still new to everything Gauthrian. She might not recognise that he wasn't a mindless monster, so, he'd set up a trap. The edge of the forest in eastern Gauthrel was their rendezvous point, she would be arriving soon. Fridgar stood behind one of the massive trees to his side, completely straight and solid, unmoving. By the way she wrote, Fridgar assumed that she hadn't seen a lurker before, this would hopefully earn a scream. The unsettling features of the lurker curled into a grin of sadistic glee.
Would she forgive him for this? Probably not. Was it worth it? Only time would tell. All he knew was that this was both terrific and cruel. Why were they even meeting at the east? Fridgar had a bargain to strike with the roksgard and needed a chip or some leverage. That, and Lurker weapons were valuable enough to be worth selling. With enough material and nel, he could build his own lurker sized weapon and Lothar sized armour. If he needed more nel, he could sell on some weapons.
Fridgar hadn't thought too far ahead and didn't consider what to do if he ran out of Lurkers. On one of his horns, Fridgar's bag rested, filled with his totems and medical supplies. He was more or less out of Ether from becoming the lurker, so had to make the most of his resources. In this case, they were his fists. Though, given his skill with axes and bludgeons alike, he might be able to wield a tree as a weapon against the Lurker he had in mind.
To obtain this totem, Fridgar had battled against two lurkers, one with a helmet and one with a broadsword. When he defeated his opponents, he left the weapon and armour there and resolved to collect them another trial. He visited every few trials, checking on them. They'd been fine up until the trial prior, where he found that they were gone. With his superior skill in hunting he managed to pick up on the trail of a Lurker who'd been by recently. If he paid attention to pattern, all lurkers seemed to carry one piece of equipment each. If this lurker had come by those weapons, he'd be lugging around three pieces of equipment, if not more.
Not only did a lurker like that need to be stopped, but it also meant a lot of nel to be collected. Only, he didn't really want to go alone, not after last time. Kayleigh was happy to attend, but Fridgar hadn't told her how dangerous their opponents were. Thankfully, he would be demonstrating very soon. As soon as he caught wind of her scent, Fridgar knew she was near. He would wait a little bit, biding his time and letting her find comfort with her surroundings. Then, in a particularly silent trill, Fridlurker would stomp from behind the tree, shaking the ground with tremendous force before roaring at full volume, "HELLO KAYLEIGH!!!"
