Traveling across the ocean through the skies had been an exhausting experience for Zion as he underestimated just how vast and expansive the sea could be. Upon arriving at the western continent, the young magician had taken the chance to rest and relax a bit. The cover of night allowed Zion to descend unnoticed into a forest just outside a small village. Adorned in fashion to hide his foxy features, Zion made his way into the humble pocket of civilization where he solicited a local farmer for a meal and a warm bed to sleep in for the night. It was far from luxurious, but the kind hospitality Zion felt was genuine allowing him a much more fulfilling rest than any he'd gotten since leaving home.
Early morning cued Zion to pay the farmer for his troubles before setting out again before the sun could fully rise. Through the villagers, Zion was able to determine that Reim's capitol was west of here. He decided that it was probably best to continue avoiding people for a while and so he flew north towards the mountain ranges that were mostly uninhabited by humans. Thankfully there was thick cloud cover making use of the Raiju's pipe redundant. Following the peaks and crags, Zion could keep track of his direction at a glance knowing that the capital should appear south to his left once he got close. Sure enough, a sprawling metropolis could be seen on the horizon after Zion flew all day.
Most magicians would have been drained of magoi, but Zion's dungeon beast form made flight as natural as taking steps. Even so, he felt physically tired and so the foxdoll chose to land and approach the city on foot knowing he was stand out less that way. The clouds around Zion were cool against his skin as he descended through the moisture and emerged on the underside of the weather. Neither quickly nor slowly, Zion descended unto the mountainside at a casual pace feeling certain and confident that none were around to witness him. This confidence led Zion to carelessness as he touched down in a clearing next to a lake and immediately gave out a yawn and a stretch. His fox ears perked up from under the hairpieces hiding them and his tails grew out from his backside sprawling out in relaxation after having stood on end during the stretch.
"I wonder what kind of place Reim's capitol is..."
Zion spoke aloud to himself as he began to walk down the mountain oblivious to the fact that he was not alone.
Early morning cued Zion to pay the farmer for his troubles before setting out again before the sun could fully rise. Through the villagers, Zion was able to determine that Reim's capitol was west of here. He decided that it was probably best to continue avoiding people for a while and so he flew north towards the mountain ranges that were mostly uninhabited by humans. Thankfully there was thick cloud cover making use of the Raiju's pipe redundant. Following the peaks and crags, Zion could keep track of his direction at a glance knowing that the capital should appear south to his left once he got close. Sure enough, a sprawling metropolis could be seen on the horizon after Zion flew all day.
Most magicians would have been drained of magoi, but Zion's dungeon beast form made flight as natural as taking steps. Even so, he felt physically tired and so the foxdoll chose to land and approach the city on foot knowing he was stand out less that way. The clouds around Zion were cool against his skin as he descended through the moisture and emerged on the underside of the weather. Neither quickly nor slowly, Zion descended unto the mountainside at a casual pace feeling certain and confident that none were around to witness him. This confidence led Zion to carelessness as he touched down in a clearing next to a lake and immediately gave out a yawn and a stretch. His fox ears perked up from under the hairpieces hiding them and his tails grew out from his backside sprawling out in relaxation after having stood on end during the stretch.
"I wonder what kind of place Reim's capitol is..."
Zion spoke aloud to himself as he began to walk down the mountain oblivious to the fact that he was not alone.