The damn cold seeped through everything.. chilling all the way to the bone as curses were spat at the blinding snow that obscured everything but the closest of rocks. the Crunching of snow echoing in his horns as each step brought me closer to what seemed to be shelter or at least something to take me out of the wind but as the weight of the man collapsed against the stone. Thoughts turning those of warmth of fire, maybe it was just the tiredness that was seeping in but he could feel the heat as if it was there close enough to touch. Thus, the man did reach out only to be met with that warmth emanating from the rock. Finger's exploring the surface as dread started to seep into his heart. the cracks in-between scales as it dawned on him what he had found was naught shelter, but the back of a dragon that started to stir.clutching his bag he turned to run.. but the snow around the creature had been turned to slush. The man my prey was unable to find any purchase and his mad dash away from the infernal creature began. HIs only warning that he'd been spotted was the crushing of snow behind him as the hope to maybe hide as the thing took off was dashed. It'd be over too quick That damn cold again seeped into his lungs as the beating heart inside of him felt ready to burst. The snapping of jaws and the fear of death that threatened to end life short was all the encouragement he needed to keep runningHe could have made it too.. in a fool's dream perhaps. not many escaped the sight of a dragon.. and many less without injury. a stumble sent him rolling down the mountain pass.. it's too bad the fire of a dragon's breathe was there to accommodate the trip down, a going away present so to say. White flooded his sight as if he had stared directly into a candle. Snow and pain mixing together to cloud his vision before unconsciousness took the manLife filtered back into him how ever slowly. ebbing to and fro on the sea of consciousness was a voice high pitched and annoying his vision was that of.. flowers? or thing's that shouldn't be there as he tried to sit up. wracking pain causing him to crash back down as the injuries brought him back to reality "Now now that won't do.. look again ya dolt they aren't that bad." who was he to argue at the moment? his good eye barely cracking open to stare at the body of somebody. it was him alright but his body seemed better. It was as if he had been healed by a mage of Gridana, the cut's were small and shallow and his arms and legs felt light and free from pain. Able to sit up as he watched what he came to be known as a pixie danced to and fro on his vision "You better get moving or the cold will kill ya sweetie.." Her voice was dripping with sarcasm.. uncaring as if this was all a play for her to watch out. but in his state he couldn't argue or question. The chill of Ishgard remained at bay it seemed as long as he remained near her as each step felt better then the last to take. Managing to make it to a village where everything came crashing down the last words ebbing into his brain "Well well you made it~ guess we have a contract."The woman watched from the edge of the window, tending to a candle flame as the man stumbled into the town.. body broken and battered, seemingly crazy as they swatted with a limp arm at things that weren't there.

detective Regulus Ace at your service kind sir was out first interactionBut being told first thing about her father's murder is a whole other thingperhaps on a better day i could have asked more question's.. figured out more things to ask but alas i was stunned instincts causing a rather.. unwelcome complimentbut it seemed to have slipped by unoticed as she talked about a new crime she was investigating.. another murder of parent's. The same M.O maybe even the same killer.