Coming for that Bagaboo [Lloyd pt.1, Complete]

Sylvari eyed the rations with disdain, but accepted them and choked out, "Thank you, Xalmann," through clenched teeth. In truth, the simple food nearly turned her stomach when she could smell the Lizardman's blood, churning with arcana. She had fed before the journey, but her bloodlust was always active when the sun went down. Turning slightly from her companion, Sylvari forced herself to eat the rations in small, controlled bites, the methodical nature helping to tune out other sensations.



She pulled her robe around her instinctually as the wind blew again, though she could no longer feel the chill. Thankfully, no more whispers came on its wings. Perhaps the creature is satisfied with us knowing it is nearby. If we stay together, by the fire, it will be at a disadvantage. Sylvari looked over to her scaled partner, tending to the small fire. She never slept well, perhaps only two or three hours at a time on a good night, and here, in unfamiliar and increasingly hostile environs, doubted that she would sleep at all.



She motioned with her hand to the small tents they had set up. "I can take first watch. I promise to wake you if anything happens." They could continue their hunt when her partner had rested.