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Ashan 60
The sun was high in the sky when Aster finally made it to the last location a merchant caravan was attacked by some wild beast after a few breaks of horse riding. The wind was blowing north and that meant the weather wasn't in his favor today.
According to the reports this beast struck fast and made off with one of the merchant's guards, and dragged him into the forest. Usually the knights would do something about this animal, but a bunch of armor clad men waltzing down the forest path would alert everything within a few miles.
Aster hopped down from his horse and looked at the horse's reins. He decided not to tie his horse up in case whatever he was hunting decided to come down here and attack his horse.
The accounts he had received had varied, some said that it was a large cat with jet black fur, while others would say it was a small Jacedon looking for a quick meal. The only thing that all the reports had in common was the fact that whatever this thing was it was fast. Aster had already ruled out the most common culprits; bears, mountain lions, moose and such, this was either something he didn't know, or some animal that has been driven to attack caravans.
Of course there was also the possibility of arcane magics being involved but that was extremely unlikely and Aster didn't even consider that to be the reason for these attacks.
Aster looked deep into the treeline, seeing if there was something waiting for him, after that surprise arrow when he was hunting a bear near Andaris, Aster had become more careful since then. Whatever had attacked him back then was no animal, nor was it a bandit, the fact that he wasn't dead and had all his money was still with him meant that whoever that was failed to kill him and didn't want his money or equipment.
Aster whistled loudly, letting the wind carry the tune across the lands. After a few bits Heath came flying down and land on Aster's arm. "What do you think?" Aster asked the owl and gently rubbed his head and scratched his chin. "Tracks on the dirt point east, but it's been a while since the last attack, the blood on the dirt has dried already. Where do you think we should start?"
Heath just ruffled his feathers and started preening himself.
"Right, we should just follow the tracks for now and if we see a good place to set a trap or find some sort of den and set a trap there and smoke it out." Aster said and let Heath climb up to his shoulder and rest there. With Heath perched on his shoulder and being an extra pair of eyes, the hunter headed out, slowly creeping through the bushes and into the trees.
The sun was high in the sky when Aster finally made it to the last location a merchant caravan was attacked by some wild beast after a few breaks of horse riding. The wind was blowing north and that meant the weather wasn't in his favor today.
According to the reports this beast struck fast and made off with one of the merchant's guards, and dragged him into the forest. Usually the knights would do something about this animal, but a bunch of armor clad men waltzing down the forest path would alert everything within a few miles.
Aster hopped down from his horse and looked at the horse's reins. He decided not to tie his horse up in case whatever he was hunting decided to come down here and attack his horse.
The accounts he had received had varied, some said that it was a large cat with jet black fur, while others would say it was a small Jacedon looking for a quick meal. The only thing that all the reports had in common was the fact that whatever this thing was it was fast. Aster had already ruled out the most common culprits; bears, mountain lions, moose and such, this was either something he didn't know, or some animal that has been driven to attack caravans.
Of course there was also the possibility of arcane magics being involved but that was extremely unlikely and Aster didn't even consider that to be the reason for these attacks.
Aster looked deep into the treeline, seeing if there was something waiting for him, after that surprise arrow when he was hunting a bear near Andaris, Aster had become more careful since then. Whatever had attacked him back then was no animal, nor was it a bandit, the fact that he wasn't dead and had all his money was still with him meant that whoever that was failed to kill him and didn't want his money or equipment.
Aster whistled loudly, letting the wind carry the tune across the lands. After a few bits Heath came flying down and land on Aster's arm. "What do you think?" Aster asked the owl and gently rubbed his head and scratched his chin. "Tracks on the dirt point east, but it's been a while since the last attack, the blood on the dirt has dried already. Where do you think we should start?"
Heath just ruffled his feathers and started preening himself.
"Right, we should just follow the tracks for now and if we see a good place to set a trap or find some sort of den and set a trap there and smoke it out." Aster said and let Heath climb up to his shoulder and rest there. With Heath perched on his shoulder and being an extra pair of eyes, the hunter headed out, slowly creeping through the bushes and into the trees.
