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It had been a bit since Kyra had made the recommendation, but Moritz found it was still in the back of his mind. Learning to hunt and track, for some reasons he was opposed an for others he was interested. But it had been long enough without being addressed, and he had some free time, so it made sense to make his way to The Hunter's Guild. And so he had grabbed Naymon, put on her collar and leash, and headed out on the trip to the guild.
Heading two peaks over from his home to Sartu, Moritz made his way to the Guild. As usual he had a general idea for where the place was, having to search around a bit once he got closer. Luckily when he got close, or unlucky depending on how one looked at things, he was able to follow his nose when he got close. The tinge of blood on the air was thick, blood and death, and as he searched about for the source of the smell he saw a pair of men with a deer slung between them. The animal was clearly dead, which was somewhat offputting to Moritz. But it was simple enough to follow this pair and see where they went. When they took their kill into a multi storied building he was fairly certain he had found the place. It did not look like a restaurant, more like a tavern or some such place, and he could not think of any other place that would be taking a full deer to be processed.
Following after the two men he found himself walking through a pair of large double doors into a large room at the ground floor of the structure. Right away Mortiz noticed two things about the room. A large stone fireplace which seemed to be the centerpiece of the room. And the odd facet of the fireplace, a series of animal heads ornamenting the fireplace.
While he saw many different animals there was of course no Okomo, the animal being considered sacred in Lhavit. He had not expected to see one, but by some impulse he had still checked to make sure.
Heading inside Moritz held the leash on Naymon, seeing the dog tug about occasionally as she smelled something she liked. Whereas Moritz was offput by the scent of blood on the air Naymon, a meat eater, seemed either unaffected or excited. Moritz was unsure which, but did his best to keep the dog in check and from running off.
Naymon for her part seemed to be having a good time, wagging her tail, barking at a few people, and sniffing at anything that came within range. As much leading as he was being led Moritz ended up making his way to the bar where he found a man seated and quaffing some kind of drink. Mortiz assumed it was alcohol but could not say for sure.
"Excuse me, my instructor sent me here to look for lessons on hunting and tracking. Do you know anyone for that here?"
At his word the man drinking finished off his glass before turning slowly to meet his gaze. Rather than flinching or being off put by his odd eyes the large bear of a man simply met his gaze, looking into and seemingly beyond his eyes into what was within. Moritz simply stared back unflinchingly, assuming the man would answer when he was done looking at whatever he was looking at.
After a moment a smile broke out on the mans face, leaving Moritz further confused. Naymon for her part went right up to the large man and began sniffing, which resulted in the man bending down and scratching her on the head in a way that she quite enjoyed. This made her tail wag even faster, something Moritz had not thought possible.
"Your looking for a trainer? Who did you say sent you?"
"I didn't say actually, but I was sent by Kyra. Kyra Shallon, she is my combat instructor. And my name is Moritz."
The man grunted in acknowledgement of his words, peering down at Naymon as he continued to scratch her.
"Kyra, the name rings a bell. And you want o learn to hunt and track. Anything else? You brought the dog along, so I assume you'll be using..."
Moritz filled in for the name of the hound, since that seemed to be what the man was reaching for.
"Naymon. Her name is Naymon. And yes, I would be using her. And if possible also learning a bit about a ranged weapon, Kyra specializes mostly in close combat weapons and techniques."
"Right. Well I could introduce you to someone. If you want to do tracking, Orim or Liard are both good bets, both are skilled in tracking. As for ranged weapons, we use all sorts here. Of the two, I would say Liard is the animal lover, so probably best to ask him. Hey, anyone seen Liard? Is he around?"
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