Post by Instinct on Mar 20, 2023 21:09:43 GMT -5
The locals weren't kidding- the hot days really were unbearably so.
Having served through some of the most rugged environments during his time with the marines, the Golden Boy originally had believed himself to be conditioned to withstand whatever the world would be willing to throw in his path. Come Hell or high water, Kaal thought he was built to last- but the sweltering nature of the deeper desert portions of Zarzara were already humbling him further than he thought he was already able to be.
Wiping away the ever constant sweat upon his brow, Kaal heaved a heavy sigh. Out of all the jobs he had remaining on his to-do list, this one had to be the most troublesome. The burning heat threatening to melt him with every step. This was precisely the reason why, however, Kaal needed to get this job done first- better to get the most difficult ones out of the way than leave them for last.
Besides, it wasn't even the specifics of the job itself that aimed to give him any trouble. It was as simple as any other one he's accepted in the past- find the target, snuff them and their company out, and leave with some uncanny item of proof for the employer. Same schtick, different (and noticeably much hotter) day.
The target in question was located deep within the deserts of Zarzara- their hideout apparently hidden within one of the only oases found this far into uncharted bit of territory. Seeing as having such a dangerous group of individuals occupying one of the few safe spots within such a vast array of nothingess was bad for business, and so, Kaal was hired to try and clear them out.
Still, getting to the damn place was a task and a half to complete, not to mention the loneliness of the trek itself beginning to gnaw at Kaal's normally more composed mind. His head soon began to shift as he himself began to drift slightly in his path through the sandy dunes, mind swaying toward pleasant thoughts of food, water, the seven sea, and exploring it all at a certain nacre user's side...
... That was, until, a slight bit of movement off to his right caught the former marine's eye. Placing a cautionary hand upon the hilt of his weapon, Kaal tiled his head in mild interest, calling out to whoever was apparently also making their way through the dusty dunes for whatever reason, "You there- Identify yourself! I mean no harm, but I can't say the same for your intent until you say otherwise."
Having served through some of the most rugged environments during his time with the marines, the Golden Boy originally had believed himself to be conditioned to withstand whatever the world would be willing to throw in his path. Come Hell or high water, Kaal thought he was built to last- but the sweltering nature of the deeper desert portions of Zarzara were already humbling him further than he thought he was already able to be.
Wiping away the ever constant sweat upon his brow, Kaal heaved a heavy sigh. Out of all the jobs he had remaining on his to-do list, this one had to be the most troublesome. The burning heat threatening to melt him with every step. This was precisely the reason why, however, Kaal needed to get this job done first- better to get the most difficult ones out of the way than leave them for last.
Besides, it wasn't even the specifics of the job itself that aimed to give him any trouble. It was as simple as any other one he's accepted in the past- find the target, snuff them and their company out, and leave with some uncanny item of proof for the employer. Same schtick, different (and noticeably much hotter) day.
The target in question was located deep within the deserts of Zarzara- their hideout apparently hidden within one of the only oases found this far into uncharted bit of territory. Seeing as having such a dangerous group of individuals occupying one of the few safe spots within such a vast array of nothingess was bad for business, and so, Kaal was hired to try and clear them out.
Still, getting to the damn place was a task and a half to complete, not to mention the loneliness of the trek itself beginning to gnaw at Kaal's normally more composed mind. His head soon began to shift as he himself began to drift slightly in his path through the sandy dunes, mind swaying toward pleasant thoughts of food, water, the seven sea, and exploring it all at a certain nacre user's side...
... That was, until, a slight bit of movement off to his right caught the former marine's eye. Placing a cautionary hand upon the hilt of his weapon, Kaal tiled his head in mild interest, calling out to whoever was apparently also making their way through the dusty dunes for whatever reason, "You there- Identify yourself! I mean no harm, but I can't say the same for your intent until you say otherwise."
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