[font=trebuchet ms]The month had come and gone.
The sky was tinged with pink like a freshly-cooked shrimp, the sun creeping above the horizon. The forests by the fjord were quiet, the silence only broken by the head of an orca emerging from the water. His eyes swept over the shores, finding no one. He was alone for the moment.
He'd have preferred to do this at the sea town, for sure. The lass and her bodyguard had predicted correctly that the mountain camp would be much harder for him to reach, and the lake was too shallow for his blue whale form. He could still turn the tides, though. So long as he had water nearby, he could make this work.
The target would be easiest to neutralize if she was stranded, but he suspected that wouldn't be possible with everyone on high alert. He was going to have to engage in some skulduggery. Much as he prided himself on his strength, strength alone couldn't win all the time.
Rising up out of the water, he shifted into the form of an albatross and took off towards the mountain's peak. Now, if he had this right, the lass running the Typhoon crew was Goldenluxury, and the scallywags causing a ruckus were the Pitt... yes, he could pull this off. At least, he could get Warringkingdoms right where he wanted her.
Making a note of the patches of ice and snow as he passed them, he eventually arrived at the overhanging rock, and perched at the edge of it. "Avast!" he squawked, lifting his saltwater-soaked wings. "I'm here with a message from the Typhoon, about rumors of a Pittian raid against ye. I'm needin' ta speak with yer Magna."
This probably wasn't going to work, but it was better than whatever in blazes Pluto was trying to do.
"Albert the Albatross"
Health: 100%
Current form: wandering albatross with blue eyes
Powers: ???
Not currently hostile
The sky was tinged with pink like a freshly-cooked shrimp, the sun creeping above the horizon. The forests by the fjord were quiet, the silence only broken by the head of an orca emerging from the water. His eyes swept over the shores, finding no one. He was alone for the moment.
He'd have preferred to do this at the sea town, for sure. The lass and her bodyguard had predicted correctly that the mountain camp would be much harder for him to reach, and the lake was too shallow for his blue whale form. He could still turn the tides, though. So long as he had water nearby, he could make this work.
The target would be easiest to neutralize if she was stranded, but he suspected that wouldn't be possible with everyone on high alert. He was going to have to engage in some skulduggery. Much as he prided himself on his strength, strength alone couldn't win all the time.
Rising up out of the water, he shifted into the form of an albatross and took off towards the mountain's peak. Now, if he had this right, the lass running the Typhoon crew was Goldenluxury, and the scallywags causing a ruckus were the Pitt... yes, he could pull this off. At least, he could get Warringkingdoms right where he wanted her.
Making a note of the patches of ice and snow as he passed them, he eventually arrived at the overhanging rock, and perched at the edge of it. "Avast!" he squawked, lifting his saltwater-soaked wings. "I'm here with a message from the Typhoon, about rumors of a Pittian raid against ye. I'm needin' ta speak with yer Magna."
This probably wasn't going to work, but it was better than whatever in blazes Pluto was trying to do.
"Albert the Albatross"
Health: 100%
Current form: wandering albatross with blue eyes
Powers: ???
Not currently hostile
[font=trebuchet ms]some weirdo