Alissia Vaeros
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Snow crunched beneath Alissia's boot. The road was blanketed in a white veil and her tracks where being covered as she trudged through the thick of it. It was difficult to see through the raging flurry, and even more difficult to track those she had been searching for in this storm. She'd been on the trail now for three days with naught but rumor and stories told by passerby's. There was a feeling in her gut that she was getting close, she just knew it.
If only this storm would break. Alissia thought to herself.
Bandits and highwaymen, the worst of the worst. They'd been preying on this stretch of road for months, by all accounts. By the time anyone had got around to investigating the reports, they were ghosts in the wind. Always relocating after a single robbery to another location. With limited patrols in these parts, tracking them felt nigh impossible. Especially in this weather. There was a chill in the air, the kind that made you wish you were back home sitting around a cozy fire. The kind that made you wish you were anywhere but here. Determined as she was, the knight was now seriously questioning her own sanity. And though she was well insulated to protect from the elements, Alissia could feel the howling wind chilling to the bone.
A loud neigh was uttered at the woman's side. Grip tightening around the lead, Alissia's other hand moved to soothe the thoroughbred. "Easy, girl." Alissia spoke in a calming voice. "We'll find them soon enough and get out of this blasted storm."
Or so she hoped. It was a fool's errand, tracking in these conditions. Setting up camp now would slow all the progress she'd made thus far, hoping to catch the thieves when they least expected it. Any further delay and she risked them relocating again. That was not something she could allow. She'd been so close, nearly able to catch them in the grasp of her glove. It was only a few miles back that she'd spotted the last sign of any activity. The snow, of course, would have covered any tracks by now, but she had a keen eye for other things to look out for.
Alissia ran her hand down the horse's mane and gave her a pat. with Justice at her side, the pair resumed the search.
If only this storm would break. Alissia thought to herself.
Bandits and highwaymen, the worst of the worst. They'd been preying on this stretch of road for months, by all accounts. By the time anyone had got around to investigating the reports, they were ghosts in the wind. Always relocating after a single robbery to another location. With limited patrols in these parts, tracking them felt nigh impossible. Especially in this weather. There was a chill in the air, the kind that made you wish you were back home sitting around a cozy fire. The kind that made you wish you were anywhere but here. Determined as she was, the knight was now seriously questioning her own sanity. And though she was well insulated to protect from the elements, Alissia could feel the howling wind chilling to the bone.
A loud neigh was uttered at the woman's side. Grip tightening around the lead, Alissia's other hand moved to soothe the thoroughbred. "Easy, girl." Alissia spoke in a calming voice. "We'll find them soon enough and get out of this blasted storm."
Or so she hoped. It was a fool's errand, tracking in these conditions. Setting up camp now would slow all the progress she'd made thus far, hoping to catch the thieves when they least expected it. Any further delay and she risked them relocating again. That was not something she could allow. She'd been so close, nearly able to catch them in the grasp of her glove. It was only a few miles back that she'd spotted the last sign of any activity. The snow, of course, would have covered any tracks by now, but she had a keen eye for other things to look out for.
Alissia ran her hand down the horse's mane and gave her a pat. with Justice at her side, the pair resumed the search.