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A breeze tossled his golden mane about as he stood sturdy on a large branch overlooking the land around him. He had taken the job as scout for his viking troupe, having needed some time away from the rowdy bunch. Taking a deep breath in, he could make out the scent of impending rain, the clouds darkening in the distance. Rain would make great cover for the group he was travelling with, but it would also slow them down. Taking a moment to ponder what to do next, Midas' eyes were drawn to the movement in the distance.

The troupe could fend for themselves he decided, knowing full well that they could see the storm coming several miles away from where he stood. Hopping down from his perch, the golden mane lion made his way towards the lioness and her bag of goodies. What did she have to offer he wondered, considering his next actions

"Hello there!" His deep voice rumbled across the plains, drifting over to lioness. Midas wasn't the type to just sneak up on someone, especially when he was looking for a reprieve from his daily grind. "Are you currently trading wares?" He had slowed his approach, hoping to abstain from startling the lioness. 

Black eyes scanned each item with honest interest, stopping and lingering on the dyes and the silky cloth. He could use both during his Viking adventure. The cloth to keep colder wind off his nose or sand and dust, the dyes could be used as markers, allowing him to know where he had been before. Moving his gaze upward towards the lioness’ face, black eyes suddenly met blue and a grin lit up his face.

“Maikoa, it is a pleasure. I am Midas from the Stormborn.” Puffing out his chest, the large white lion nearly beamed with bravado. “Have you heard of us?” Raising his head he peered down at Maikoa and flashed her a dreamy smile. “I am sure you have.”

Pointing a paw at the dye and cloth, he redirected his and hopefully Maikoa’s attention back on the items. “What would you like for those? I can easily feed you, keep you warm for the night or even offer my assistance in carrying these to your next destination.” Pausing, Midas looked the lioness over a couple times, then smirked. “Or if you need a fighter… I am your lion.” Winking he waited, hoping to have come off as more knight in shining amour than creepy rando.

Smirking, Midas was oblivious of Maikoa’s fears of the Stormborn and took her reply as being one of awe or at the very least, interest. He made a mental note to ask her later what she had heard of them. Perhaps he had been part of one of the Viking groups she heard about? Then again, not all Viking parties were kind to strangers. Frowning now, Midas pushed the thought away and listened to the lioness.

He was excited to learn that she would be interested in trading wares for his companionship and chuckled when her stomach started to growl. Looked like this was going to be a done deal and what better way to learn more about the area then to travel with someone from somewhere else.

“Maikoa, that sounds like a lovely idea. I would be interested in hearing what you know of the Stormborn and perhaps you can tell me about yourself and where you are from.” Grinning, he flicked his tail excitedly. He was fulfilling his duty, gaining some potentially useful wares and even making a friend. What more could he want out of this sort of situation.

Checking the clouds, Midas silently cursed them. He would have to find them both shelter for now, the rain was on its way. “Might I suggest us finding shelter…” Nodding up to the now violent looking clouds he frowned at her. “A little wetness doesn’t bother me, but a storm will be of no use to either of us.”

It was almost like the gods liked playing tricks on Midas, because upon a single blink, both he, and Maikoa were no longer in the plains, but some 10 miles forward. A shrub, some rocks and even a bird that passed by had all been transplanted in a jungle while ghostly lights danced in the sky. Black eyes just stared at lights that shimmered through the leaves of the jungle.

Taking a deep breath, Midas’ brows knit together as his face morphed into a huge frown. This paranormal activity was getting rather tiresome and it seemed to be following him like a plague. “…This is exactly the reason why I have been avoiding storms.” Turning to Maikoa, Midas palmed his face, physically wiping the annoyance from it.

“Has this ever happened to you?” Raising a brow, Midas looked genuinely interested in her response. Was he being followed by some crazy paranormal events or was this happening to other creatures fairly often too?

Closing the space between them, Midas shook his head offering a gentle shoulder to shoulder bump. The lioness was clearly shocked by what happened, he had been there, but after it continued to happen he almost felt accustomed to it. s**t was going down in heaven and whatever it was, it and completely out of his control. Someone had almost died in his party from the event, so he knew to watch out and try his best to avoid these random event.

"From my understanding there is a war in heaven right now." Midas' eyes were tracing the lights in the sky for a moment before meeting Maikoa's.  "Definitely not normal, but I have been running into strange events for awhile now."  Pausing for several moments he wondered just what would happen if the good was overpowered by evil. What would become of their world?

Her voice knocked him out of his thoughts, her words ringing true for their situation. It was his first time being in a jungle, he had no idea what to expect here. "Perhaps not..." Midas took a step forward, just choosing a direction at random. "I am not sure how to tell where we are exactly, but if the clouds move perhaps the sky can help us." Taking another step forward, Midas offered an encouraging, if a touch uneasy grin. "Shall we?"