Before heading out of the city to the Nest, the group had branched off to the army outpost to grab a few items. And one of those 'items', happened to be a person that Melchior was familiar with.
"Cousin!" Ahul yelled, grabbing Sylvester off his feet in a large bear hug.
"Put me down Ahul!" the boy squeezed out a small shriek after being rotated 360 degrees a few dozen times.
The large, bald-headed man obliged finally, setting Sylvester down on the ground next to Melchior.
"Melchior, it's good to see you once more," the giant said, then turned to Sylvester, "Cousin, is he going with us on your extermination trip?"
Syl gave a perfunctory nod. "That's right."
"But wouldn't that be breaking the rules given by the Marquis?"
At that moment, it was possible to hear a feather drop on the sand. Melchior glanced around, noting the fact that Ahul had perhaps mentioned something that they weren't intending to talk about.
