Chapter 88: Qippert Part 2

"There you are!" Clarence's voice calls ahead. "I wonder why we landed so far apart?"

"Not sure." Sampson approaches, Reid and the Rogues on his tail. They approach with the same caution, eyeing the nearby shrubbery as they keep their rifles close to their chests, "Any issues?"

"It's been quiet. And you?"

"Same."

"Now where did Qippert say he'd be meeting us?"

Another rustle in the shrubbery but it's further up this time, nearing the two Dofinikes. It's passed Mae and almost reaches Sampson who is busy pointing in the direction we just came. Clarence shakes his head and folds his arms.

"No, I think he'll come to us."

"Clarence!" I jet forward, following the rustling.

"Hmm?" he turns, just as the smaller Dofinike who landed on Harrizel steps through the walled fauna. He's dressed in a long brown and black wrapped tunic, similar in color to Sampson's floor length robe. "Ah - Qippert! Weren't sure where we'd be meeting you."

I dig my heels to a halt.