[Rhargn Etn]

Blades of an icy cold bluster battered the enwrapped form of Rhargn as a second step was placed forward, sinking deeply with a crunch, into a patch of soft snow. The ever enraged gale seemed to be warning the troupe not to go any further, but instead to turn back and head to home. This wasn't something the mountain man had come out to do. He wasn't the type to set out on an expedition only to head back the very same candlemark, no instead he'd push on with the duo behind him or not. There was sure to be a farm house or two within the vicinity, wasn't there?

Thoughts began to race through his mind as he picture the cozy room he'd stayed in when with Claude, how the beef stew had toasted his inners into a homeishly feel. If the weather was going to fight its damndest to keep him away, Rhargn was going to try his damndest to keep pushing on, warm thoughts as his weapon. A handful of steps taken and he turned his head back to see if he was being followed, pulling his hat tight to his head as he did so. "Verus, you coming son, or going to fancy around with ya new lady friend?" The ruffian joked, taking more comfort in the fact that the human would be with him rather then the Vysstichi. Fore as he'd been struggling forward, the dastidly words of the Nexus Prime citizens had condemed the female of the troupe, he finally started to accept what they'd been saying.