SkekMal was on the hunt for a certain Gelfling for what seemed like hours. Jumping from tree to tree, trying to pick up the scent of his prey. Instead, he picked up the scent of something or someone else. Unfamiliar to him.

The Hunter came falling from one of the trees, landing right in front of the person. Snarling in a ferocious manner.

"You... you're not the fugitive Rian.. what are you... speak!"