Myr slithered across the open field, tall grass rushing against his robes as he moved. Cloud overhead obscured the bright sun that normally shone down upon this world, though his hood was still raised to cover his head and face. The rest of him was equally obscured, loose black robes fluttering and moving as he pushed himself through the grass like a serpent. Myr as always moved quickly, his steps bringing him closer and closer to the nearby village.
There was a grin that split his face, one that was as permanent as the cracks of blood that ran across his skin.
He moved with a child like glee, the twin lightsabers on his hips swaying slightly as the last of the grass stalks pushed against him. Myr cleared the field, stepping into the open plains directly before the village Myr's smile faded slightly. The village was not as large as he had expected, perhaps this was not the right one. Had he come to the wrong place? No. No he had been told to head west. The creature had to be here.
There was no other place for it to be, no other place for it to hide.
Myr stepped forward, his movements lithe and liquid. Quickly he reached the outskirts of the village, and soon the plebeians began to take note of him.
There was a grin that split his face, one that was as permanent as the cracks of blood that ran across his skin.
He moved with a child like glee, the twin lightsabers on his hips swaying slightly as the last of the grass stalks pushed against him. Myr cleared the field, stepping into the open plains directly before the village Myr's smile faded slightly. The village was not as large as he had expected, perhaps this was not the right one. Had he come to the wrong place? No. No he had been told to head west. The creature had to be here.
There was no other place for it to be, no other place for it to hide.
Myr stepped forward, his movements lithe and liquid. Quickly he reached the outskirts of the village, and soon the plebeians began to take note of him.
