a fortress of your heart

[Tayui Aston]

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Form	Info Date: Dec 30 Time: 6pm
Drifter Bay

[/html] Hello all! This is the first Seqouia plot thread for all interested parties! For simplicity's sake, please assume that Tayui contacted your character and told them the time and place to meet. c: They'll be organizing their raid into Salsola in this post. Depending on how many folks reply, there will be either two or three teams. At least one team will try to rescue the slaves and another can either wreck some havoc or also try to split into a second wing to have a two-pronged attack to get the slaves. If you have other ideas, feel free to suggest them.

Your character should probably try to wash off any scents they have to make sure no one can find them. Walking through streams and rolling through the snow should help. c:
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[/html] She had made the necessary rounds and contacted everyone she knew. Some, such as Drizzt, had disappeared, and others, such as Zalen, chose not to participate. In their absence, she had found more to assist her with her vengeance against Salsola and they were a varied bunch: just the way she wanted it. She didn’t need to be prejudiced against anyone and saw no reason to exclude someone if they were interested in the same things as she. She needed them and they likely knew it. It was her project, but it would become their crusade – she hoped.

The air smelled like fish. If her instincts were not so strong and she were more human, she might feel hungry, but her belly was full and she was content.

She waited for the group outside of Salsola. She was a few kilometers north of their borders. She didn’t want them to grow suspicious of the large presence of wolves congregating near their borders. She’d found her spy to infiltrate the borders: a ghost. He seemed interested enough in what they were doing and although Tayui thought he was very, very creepy, she knew they needed his help. With no scent, he would hopefully help them make their way into the interior of the pack without being noticed. That was the plan, at least.

The ghost, a gangly coyote, lingered near her. He had his own mind and although Tayui had asked him if he’d like to scout around for any newcomers, he didn’t seem too interested. She just hoped he would cooperate when the time came. She had little to offer him, but promised to try and help him pass over into the next world if it was even possible. She had no idea. How did you bargain with a ghost?

Tayui had identified a huge, hulking rock in the shape of a face, which overlooked a river. She thought it looked like a howling wolf, so she hoped the landmark was distinct enough for her comrades. [html]

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