[color=00a651]She haven’t been lying in the bed that long, before it knocked on her door. She got up from the bed, grabbed her shirt and skirt, and put it on fast before opening it, not bothering to put on the underwear When she opened the door, she could see a line with about fifteen people in it. She knew what they wanted to do, and took them into the room she had rented for the night. She wrote down each name she got and wrote that they backed out of the expedition. She then signed it with her name so that they wouldn’t get problems from their bosses in their Orders. Once she was finished with all fifteen, she sighed a bit. It meant they would have to leave at least three, if not four, wagons behind, though that also meant that there was less to take care of and that could speed up their travel time by at least a day, maybe more if they got lucky and the stupid Doylaks listened to the drivers of the wagons and carriages. She went back to her bed after she had let the last of the fifteen people out of the room, and had locked the door. She had once again taken off her clothing and laid in the bed naked, with the covers up to the middle of her chest. She had about four hours before she had to be up again and be ready. 6 AM was the meeting time she had set, and she wanted to keep it that way. The longer they waited, the stronger the Elder Dragon would grow, if it were indeed true that there was one. Though from the information and signs they had got and seen, Feyra Acor was sure that the rumors were true. She had accepted that this expedition was more than likely a one-way trip, though she couldn’t tell the expedition crew that, as many of them wouldn’t be able to accept that they would sacrifice their lives for the rest of the world. Humans these days were very selfish and wanted to protect themselves more than they wanted to protect the world, at least that’s how the human race had acted every time Feyra Acor had gotten into contact with them. 

Now she was finally asleep, but her mind had other plans than letting her get a peaceful night. Many people knew about the Sylvaris Wyld Hunt, which was best explained as a dream they got when they were born, that explained them what they were destined to carry out in life. Feyra Acor had not had an easy Wyld Hunt when she had come to life, she had seen a dragon, whether it was an Elder Dragon or not was impossible to say, as the dream offered no words, but only images of what was to come. But it had indeed been a dragon, and it had not gone in peaceful directions during her dream. As she slept, she got further and further into the dream of her Wyld Hunt, and she could almost feel the dragon breathing down her neck. She stood in front of it again, just like she had done in her Wyld Hunt. It was tall and black, it’s body as hard as diamond skin, almost impossible to penetrate with normal weapons. But that was not the worst of it, it was also intelligent and knew the language of the world. It could speak with all the races in their own tongue and that was a scary thought. [color=f7941d]“Feyra Acor, you cannot run away forever. One day, I will get you. Hahahaha…”[/color] the laughter from the Dragon wasn’t loud, it sounded like it was far away in the distance and just fading away. She was standing on a beach, looking out over the sea, and out of nowhere, the teeth and mouth of the dragon was in front of her. She then woke up fast, sitting up in the bed and sweating with her head in her hands. She refused to give into the Wyld Hunt, she didn’t want to let it control her. If it was the Elder Dragon they were going to go up against, then she would accept that, but if it was another kind of dragon, or being, since she couldn’t prove it was a dragon exactly, she would put it on hold until they had dealt with the current thread. 

She realized now that she was sitting up in the bed, that the sun had already risen again, and that it was close to being six in the morning. Luckily, she hadn’t overslept, and she knew she still had about thirty minutes before she had to meet the others. She was sure that the other agents from the Vigil and the Whispers would have arrived now. She wouldn’t have to take care of their members during the expedition, she just had to make sure her own members from the Durmand Priory would stay alive long enough to gather information on the Elder Dragon. She would die protecting them until then, unless they slowed down as she had explained the day before, when they had all arrived. She got out of the bed and got dressed in all her clothing from the day before again, grabbing her scythe and attaching it on her back. She then went out of her room with her sack, and over to the bathroom where she could get some water. She splashed it in her face, and because she was born from nature, this was one of the most pleasuring feelings she could ever get, and it felt good to splash water in her face in the morning. Then she went down stairs again to the desk she had gotten the key from the day before. Morga was still there, though he looked tired. 

Feyra sighed a bit at the sight of the Charr, she knew he had pulled an all-nighter again, like he usually did when they served together. She went over to him and put the key on the desk [color=fff200]“Get some sleep Morga, this doesn’t suit you one bit.”[/color] Morga turned his head to look at Feyra Acor and smiled a little [color=ed1c24]“Says the one shouting in her dreams. Still haven’t finished your Wyld Hunt I hear.” [/color]Feyra shrugged [color=fff200]“I don’t shout in my dreams.”[/color] Morga laughed a little [color=ed1c24]“Call it what you want, but you made everyone go silent around four this morning. Then again, I would probably have screamed too if your Wyld Hunt is still the same as it was when we worked together.”[/color] Feyra sighed a little and rubbed her right chin a bit [color=fff200]“Yeah well, that dream can go to the mist for all I care. I’m here to hunt information, not to get scared to death by dreams. I would be a horrible member of the Durmand Priory if I let something that have so little with magic and science to do, kill me in my sleep.” [/color]Morga smiled a little at her [color=ed1c24]“Well, some of your members think you are horrible, you know that.”[/color] He grinned. Feyra rolled her eyes [color=fff200]“Ha…Ha….ha….Very funny.” [/color]Morga gave a soft smile to her [color=ed1c24]“I live to please. But Feyra, take care out there. I have been through too much with you, to see you fall on a long and stupid expedition, even though I don’t know what you are looking for exactly.”[/color] Feyra nodded a bit and put her hand on top of his [color=fff200]“You take care too, if the rumors are indeed true, you might be called into service again.”[/color] And with that, she left the Inn. 

The time had come to prepare themselves for the expedition and she was standing outside at the black gates again that led outside of the Black Citadel. She could see that some of the people had already gathered there, and she could see the member from the Vigil and the member from the Whispers as well, which meant that they at least had finally arrived and prepared themselves as well. She went over to them to discuss their plan of approach while they waited for the rest of the expedition to assemble. Whether or not more of the expedition would quit, without saying so, was yet to be seen, but Feyra Acor hoped that they wouldn’t have anymore that would leave, after all, they did need carriages and supplies, and while she was sure that they would come across cities and villages, they still needed to have supplies on the road, until they reached those cities and villages. She didn’t want to risk dying of hunger just because someone had turned out to be a scared little puppy, but if they had indeed left, she would live with it and hunt in the wild to gather food, should it come to that. With the plan of approach settled, should there be an Elder Dragon, she turned to look out over the expedition, and wait for the last ones to arrive. This journey was going to be long. 
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