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Character(s): Alucard + ????
Status: Open
Location(s): Around, about, and up in the Krimnos mountains
Date(s) Julyish
About: General July catch all, but also feat. Alucard, Sypha, and a tiny flying horse
Warnings: Added as required



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Closed to Sypha

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...I hope this will be sufficient.

[Of all the parts of the castle that Alucard didn't expect to have to focus on in repairing to be habitable again, the stables were high on the list. The place was barely used a century ago, and the three of them didn't really need horses. They had Trevor for when their feet got tired, Alucard could run far faster than any man if he had to and...okay, Sypha probably would need a horse eventually, but then again: Trevor.

But no. In exploring the black market on the rumor that some of Dracula's books had come up on the market (their ex libris was the only identifier), Sypha had found a pegasus at a very, very tender age and the thing was in a bad way.

They had left with no books and a baby horse that could fly. Not a bad trip, all things considered. Accounting for where the horse might live (because they had enough animals in the house) had required repair work and well, that was where Alucard stood now, looking at a decently rebuilt stable with three stalls and a bare floor.]

I suppose straw is the next step, but that's easy enough.

[He's alone. Ellis is off harassing Dog because of course she is, and if Alucard knows Sypha and her bird, they're with the tiny horse.]

slips in here real late

[fuga]

[ She has not been to his home yet. She has not been near it - she knows how he feels about her collection of pets, her chosen family, about her dragonling, and she respects that. She respects it as much as she can respect his anger, especially with her little Urmyria growing stronger and stronger as each and every single day goes by. Soon the dragon will be the size of her cat and then her horse and then larger than Lauralae herself, and she accepts that.

She will protect and love Urmyria until the day she dies for eternity, accepting her place as the guardian of such a wonderful beast.

At this point, however, she has left her dragonling in the care of her allies, trusting Daenerys to take care of her alongside Balerion. It means she can make her way up towards where she knows Alucard to be, first in her wolf form to take advantage of the distance she can cover. She can smell Alucard when she gets closer and closer, the scent heavy and real, and she chases it up and up until she's hovering almost awkwardly, not sure what to do with herself.

Will he know she's here?

Trotting, wolflike and content, she keeps walking until she thinks he might notice her. ]

[heartcracked]

[ In the back of his mind, he'd known when he set himself on this course that it was a fool's errand—he has no idea of the manner of his father's death, or whether he survived the calamitous final clash of the three dragons some hundred years ago now, and tracking the location of something as small and inconspicuous as a ring after this much time feels almost impossible.

He'd inquired with the records keepers in Thalassa during his brief visit there, but they'd yielded little information on what became of Regis Lucis Caelum after the war. He'd inquired with those who worked with the salvagers after in the city, and they had pointed him to a warehouse in Atromitos, where a near-ancient elven salvager who'd been a child at the time told him about his mother, who'd sold a handful of magical relics recovered from the battlefield to a collector in Krimnos.

As it turns out, said collector had passed some time ago, and his possessions had been auctioned by his children, or worse, stolen, dispersed like chaff in the wind into the city's bustling economy. Which brings him here, to the chaos of the markets, the murmur of the crowd and the shouting of hawkers leaning over their counters to try and entice him to buy some dusty book or copper trinket they swear he needs.

He's not sure what it is about him that makes them so unwilling to talk about the city's more underground markets, but they'll give him an appraising glance at beast before waving a hand and shooing him off down the street, laughing at him.

Which is how, after a few hours of fruitless inquiries in the sweltering heat, he bumps into a familiar face wandering the streets, same as him. He blinks, taking a moment to confirm he's not just imagining things, and then huffs quietly, almost laughing, sidling up beside Alucard and nudging him with an elbow. ]

Didn't expect to run into you here. You don't strike me as the type of person who likes to go shopping for fun.