Eurcus

(he is trudging up the mountain, the rough path up the side slippery from the frosty gravel. leaving the hot and muggy forest below as he enters the thin air. panting and slipping on the rough rocks scraping his hands as he catches himself. he sits on a boulder) ugh... i didn't realize how far this nest was up the hill... i should have brought Obsidian or Sapphire (the silver dragons) oh well...should be just a little further

*You hear sounds in the brush.*

(he glances at the bush, taking a step back, his hand reaching for the sword at his hip) h-hello? who's there?