Tatsuya | Wyverian | Speed- 5 | Strength- 8 | Magic- 3 | Intelligence- 8
Tatsuya flew towards the city of Sanctuary. The mysterious voice had told him to meet a Kiyon there, but since Sanctuary as the only Kiyane city that allowed Kiyon, he wasn’t sure about how easily he would find said Kiyon. His eyes scanned the Tribelands as he flew overhead. The flint spear that he held had begun to make his hand cramp, so he swapped it to the other hand. Along with the spear, he also held a blue feather that he suspected belonged to an Ichian. He was lost in thought and almost flew over Sanctuary before he noticed it. He adjusted his deep blue wings and angled towards the ground, wondering how he was going to find the Kiyon. He alighted on the ground and folded his wings, looking up at the gates of Sanctuary. He took a deep breath and stepped into the city, looking around at the many Kiyon and Kiyane that passed him.