Open RP with the Flame-Lotus.

Settled in the middle of the forest with the sound of several Storm Covenant aircrafts passing above with flash of search lights scanning the ground with lighting flashing out in the background of the sky with rain falling down onto the earth, wondered the lone Mercenary now wondering through the thick green of the forest that was soon to be infested with Storm Covenant enemies of three distinct races; Sangheili, Unggoy and Kig-Yar. His encounter with the enemy was not what he expect to be a low profile, leaving behind him were batches of slaughtered Covenant troops scattered everywhere. Some of which were burnt alive, whilst the rest have been slashed by either both talons and his Dragons Bane.

Unfortunately for the Flame-Lotus, these accidental encounters with small forces of the Storm Covenant were of great distractions of the Mercenaries primary goal on this unoccupied planet known to compose a great deal of dangerous beasts and unruly weather conditions.

His primary mission, was to terminated a wanted Sangheili Warlord criminal under the name of Von 'Rohomee; whom alone took credit for the attack that recently occurred several months ago that led to the deaths of a hundred thousand unarmed civilians that stood no chance against his forces, all for the sake of acquiring a long-lost Forerunner Artifact that led him to the destination of an uncharted planet. 

The Dragon Slayer, as an act of vengeance for the deaths of those who were murdered by the hands of the Sangheili Warlord took it upon himself to accept the contract of killing Von and destroying the Artifact to prevent both Covenant or ONI from ever using its power.

The Mercenary leapt tree to tree as he continued with his search, slowly but steadily had his snout picked up an ominous scent unaccounted with the Storm Covenant. No doubt that this was his competitor in search of his target, but it was unclear as to whom these individuals were and as to what faction they belong.

"Guess I’m not the only one hunting Von down…" The Mercenary muttered, rain clashing down against his armor that continued to give out metallic noises.