Downtown in Fantasyland

[Sylvan Ravenhead]

The wolf gave a small, but sincere smile. Finding a comrade at the beginning of an absolutely new journey in the afterlife was something he would never even hope for. The wolf thought that this event might well define his future. Never being a loner, he was forced into adapting a self-sufficient and self-reliant attitude. As a warpack leader, he was to be the one that was looked up to by those under his command, and the war was not something that allowed for levity. - It looks like this road is well trodden and leads to the east. There is bound to be at least a tavern along the road for travelers to rest. I think that would work out best for us, to get more information on this world. I hope it differs from mine. While my race is mostly tolerating others, except for the Baalan, our neighbors, the cat-kind, are not. That was the reason for war. Sometimes diversity brings forth not understanding but fear. I saw mostly humans and human-like creatures while we were back at...the human I met while you were creating this carriage called that place Nexus. So not sure what reaction others might have to seeing someone of my kind, even in a company of human. I would prefer not to venture into cities myself, until it is clear that there are no prejudices against otherworlders. – The thought was something the wolf was used to, from his prewar days of traveling through felinid lands. He would rather seek out small settlements that could not threaten his wellbeing, instead of more or less well populated towns and villages with constant military presence of some form. – I hope we can ask for an advice when we meet someone on the road. – And with those words, Sylvan took some time to take a more comfortable position on the carriage.
He needed to think and assess the situation he found himself in with a clear mind, now that the wolf was in full charge of his mental capacity, the pain tormenting him earlier, gone. The wolf was far from his homeland, away from people who knew of him and away from places where his look was something to be jealous of, not hate. Again. The situation reeked uncomfortably of the episode when he tried to understand the deepness and reason for resentment of catkind towards his race, long before the war. Judging from that experience, his previous life meant nothing. He was no longer a noble with distinguished career in the art of war. Rather a nobody with no purpose and sense in current existence. As such, his first objective should be to gain understanding of the world around him. See where and how he could reassert his status in society. Parallel to this, he would be looking for all and any information available on the being known as Omni. The only question that would answer was whether or not it was possible to return back to his initial world. And for Hunter to return to his. Sylvan doubted that it would be possible for him, seeing as he was whisked here after death. But even than, Omni might have some more definite answers, rather than a simple “you interest me” bullshit he gave at the very beginning. Or not. Either way, the end result would not matter too much for the wolf. He would accept the turn of fate with the same acceptance as he accepted death.
But what was imperative for him now is not to attract too much attention. Which mean his previous behavior, that he showed when first meeting Hunter was off limits. While expected in his world, this one would probably misunderstand respect and upholding of traditions for arrogance and disdain. Until proven wrong, Sylvan would pose this world same expectations that he posed to the felinid-populated lands. Aside from that, the wolf would not actively seek to antagonize population, unless of course they would do something that might grant his intrusion into their lives. He would not stand for bullying and outright robbery in the plain day light. But he would not do the job of this world’s law enforcers. Without being acknowledged and payed, that is. Being a mercenary was a way for any warrior without obligation (or simply without honor) to gain resources, renown and status. This way should probably be considered.
– Hey, Hunter. A question. – The wolf went out of his stupor, slowly stretching his back, hands and long legs. Making sure he got his human companion’s attention, Sylvan continued. – What do you think about being a mercenary?