As Umbrage the Hunter left the unfinished throne room of his master Az Zhal Ghun, he suddenly remembered something. The lord had asked for a flying mount, and in the 15,000 years Umbrage had been hunting, he’d never captured a flying beast, because he liked to keep his feet firm on the ground and was positively terrified of heights. The wraith slapped himself on the head, he should have mentioned it to Lord Az earlier. Suppose he’d have to make do, and go out on another hunt. His last hunting ground was quite exciting, with sound seeking hell hounds infesting a giant city. A few of these “puppies” he decided to keep for himself, and they followed him about everywhere his travels took him.
Today he knew exactly where to look.
Umbrage took a little skiff out to sea, with his two hounds clicking excitedly, wondering where they were off to. He managed to catch a good breeze, and with a quick spell he made the breeze even stronger, causing his boat to skip like a stone across the choppy waves. “Woooooooooohooooo…!” He set his course northward again, and within only an hour he reached the shores of the ghost city. The city had become a hot spot for monsters and mythical beasts ever since it had been abandoned to the hell hounds, and this was probably the best place to find a flying beast, because there were many high perches and possible eyrie locations.
Umbrage docked the boat, narrowly avoiding crashing it as he approached at a very high speed. He stepped onto the dock, followed by his dogs, who stayed close to his heels. The sunlight shined in narrow beams as it cut between the tall buildings. The city had become quite overgrown. Moss and ivy covered the cobble pavement, and snaked up and into the houses and walls. Thank master Az for this armor, this light would be unbearable otherwise. As for the hounds, they looked a little uncomfortable in the light as well. A pack of hell hounds were gathered in the city square, feasting on what appeared to be a few horses. Umbrage’s hounds clicked impatiently, and looked at him with eyeless faces. “Oh fine, go play with your siblings.” The two hounds clicked in a playful manner and bounded off after their brothers.
The wraith surveyed the heights of the city, looking for a vantage point. He saw a statue of a hooded angel on top of the massive dome, and decided to start the climb up there. “Hmm…it looks like me but if I had Scintilla’s wings. Whoever made it had good taste…” Umbrage, continued the climb till he got past the steep part of the dome. Looking down, he gulped. “That’s…that’s pretty high…oof.” He could still hear the clicking of the hounds far below, but it now sounded so far away. With a little effort, he hoisted himself over and sat at the base of the towering statue. He scanned the horizon, but to no avail. Only birds fluttered in the distance. “Ahhrgh suspected as much. What kind of creatures are there? Griffins, dragons, eagles…what else? What would Lord Az like?” He thought for a minute. “Lord Az needs something powerful, something majestic…” He sat at the base of the statue for hours, but no flying beast came anywhere near. After much waiting, Umbrage decided to make camp on the dome, and wait for a few days…