Kyra waited on the side of the fence, her feet dangling beneath her as she waited patiently. Her recent messaging with Zelrius and Toko had suggested that they'd all meet on the outskirts of the trading town. Ghylios, the sign had said. Kyra had given it a quick glance before making her way along the path, hand tracing along the fenceline of what was likely one of the outer acreages of the town.
"Definitely not what I would describe as the bustling centre of society. Probably a sign of the barren wasteland we're headed into, though."
Her gaze roamed over the rocky terrain that laid ahead, while her thoughts had transitioned back to her path that had led here. She'd managed to skirt around the main town itself - avoiding the local population after having heard the rumours regarding their less than positive behaviours and attitudes. She'd decided that engagement with the area was likely less beneficial than avoiding them altogether.
She checked her watch again - the small time piece telling her nothing more than she already knew. The others still had time to arrive, Kyra having shown up far earlier than they'd agreed upon. She knew her impatience was unjustified, unfair. It's your own fault for rushing here. People have lives outside of the game, and some of them need a little bit longer to get here. So now, you get to sit and wait for the others to arrive.
She pulled out the small booklet again, a purple-leather wrapped notebook that she carried in the pouch on her back, just behind where the scythe hung on her left hip. Opening it, she flipped through the several pages of carefully written notes, finally landing on the drawing that she had begun working on. Her eyes moved across the lines, detailing the figure. The design was something she'd seen online once, a few minor adjustments completed to add her own flair. A piece that she was excited to try and actually bring to life.
"Assuming they get here any time soon..."
@Zelrius, @Toko
