First Cycle of Immanis
Eleventh Candlemark in the Brightening of Solaria
The Winter of Era I of the Celestine Mandate
Thirteenth Era Post Fractum, the Second Era of the Reign of Arabella
Paradigm: The Eclipse of the Sun
Rain pitter-pattered all around Rhargn, as the walking mountain tread through Secluria, his thick beard being sodden through, taking the appearance of a drowned sewer rat. Each of his huge footsteps left it's own tiny lake in his wake, as rain and snow from the darkening before ransacked each other, creating a dull grey slush like carpet. Althought the weather would be seen as miserable to most citizens, things were
looking up for the fat man. Rhargn knew exactly what he wanted this brightening to bring, and that was his reason for being in Secluria.
'Right, anyone with a dog 'll do. Someone must know of somewhere, or of someone I can go to.'
This in mind, Rhargn pulled his tearing wolf skin coat round him tightly, the tear growing at the enthusiastic tug, before pushing on. With the populace that Nexus Prime had, even on a brightening like this, someone would surely have some infomation that could help him,
surely. All there was to do now was continue his pallet eyed scour of the city and hope that he could find a dog owner, or any type of animal owner for that matter who might have some infomation of where he could find someone who could teach him to be a dog trainer.