(The Sky Hunter heads towards the moutains. The already cold temperature plummets even worse. It is 30 below now...)

[XDDDDD]
(Yenra roars with laughter.)
Yenra: "WAHAHAHA! That's right, Eznier. You're a hooker now! XD"
(the Sky Hunter looks at the curiously, unable to understand them. It turns back and flies extremely fast. Even Yenra has trouble keeping up.
The Sky Hunter angles up, to go over the mountains)
[They are bigger than Mount Everest...]
(the temperature is now 50 below. Ice builds up on everyone, but the Sky Hunters' wings.)

Yenra: "eww.... whatever... Gah! This ice!"
(he breaks the ice off of his wings.)
Yenra: "You're getting it, too... Best break it up before you can fly. This is getting a bit cold, even for me..."
(it's 70 below zero, now...)

(The Sky Hunter crosses the mountainsand dives below the clouds. The air is warm here, around 60 degrees. There are... trees... for once. The Sky Hunter flies next to a cliff.)
Yenra: "Trees... I've only seen them once on Caelia, otherwise only on other worlds have I seen them..."

The Sky Hunter glides to a stop and circles around a cave on the side of the cliff. The inside is covered in soft, perfect moss.)
Yenra: "Neither of us can fit, but I can cling it the cliff wall. You two need to go on ahead."

(the Sky Hunter gazes at him. It keeps circling slowly. It can't land and is capable of flying for as long as it lives.
They venture into the cave. The moss is extremely soft and comfy. You can see a faint light in the distance.)

(At the end of the cave is a large room-like area made by nature. There is a hole in the ceiling allowing light and rain inside. It is sunny right now.
The room has one ancient tree on the far side. The room conains many stone carvings and etchings. There are brilliant statues of creatures and landscapes, all carved with wonderful and expert detail. There is a small stream running throught the statue garden with small Blood Flowers [remember those?] throughout the soft moss.
They spot a figure carving at a new stone with a bright-red sword. Zaydn is hacking out the rough edges of the new statue. He doesn.t notice them yet.
He is quietly re-canting an old story. One of a lost man finally finding the true path after many hardships and reuniting with his lost Drake. The story is of how life will always mess with you until you find solace, then once you age, you pass on into the peaceful afterlife.)

(He still doesn't notice and hums and mutters as he works. He's in a trace-like state, not really aware of what he's doing. He begins to carve the details. He is making a Caelian Griffon in mid-flight, jumping into the heavens.)

(He jerks as his concentration is broken, causing a deep vut in the stone, ruining it.
Zaydn hisses, then takes his sword and smashes the unfinished statue.
He goes to a different stone and sizes it up, then starts carving a different sculpture.
He doesn't acknowledge their presense.)

(Zaydn pays no attention to Eznier. He is completely focused on his carving. He keeps working as if no one is there.)

(Zaydn finishes in a short amount of time. The stone depicts a beautiful meteor shower falling to the lands below.
He steps back and looks at it. He picks up the large sculpture and moves it into it's final resting place.
Now he finally notices them, which startles him)
Zaydn: "Gah! ...how long have you been here...? How did you find me...? No one knew of this place..."
[dinner, brb]

Zaydn: "A Sky Hunter? Odd... they are very odd creatures..."
(it lets out another eerie cry)
Zaydn: "Yeah, that's a Sky Hunter alright..."

Zaydn: *sigh...* "This is what happens when I get upset... I come here or go to my forge and make something to take my mind off of things... Every one of these sculptures were made one at a time. Each represent a different time when I nearly blew my top. Not to mention my armory back at my house... you guys didn't see it, but it could well equip a small army... I guess I named this sculpture, 'Sky Fall'.... heh, I don't even remember making it..."
(there over a hundred statues and carvings in this alcove.)

Zaydn: "Whatever... It's not like it even means anything... yay... here comes good ol' depression again... *siiiiigh...*"
(he walks away and sits unde the tree, looking at the darkening sky. The sun will be setting soon.)

(Zaydn looks into Ezniers' eyes with his hollowed, sad eyes. They bore right through Eznier. It is like looking into the eyes of a dead man. He diesn't say anything and doesn't change his expression.)

(There is nothing. He says nothing. He looks up at the sky sadly again.)

(It begins to rain. Zaydn sits under the large hole and lets it down pour on him. He doesn't care. The stream trickles quietly and the stones all get a sad look to them.
As the cravings on the wall get wet, it looks like the stone is sobbing. The carvings are of sad poetry.
Zaydn sits there looking as the moss and Blood Flowers. He picks a flower and turns it in his hand, observing it's red blossom. He then takes a bite out of the plant.)

[lets continue on my pic of malevolent Zaydn, ok?]