Renegade sinners weren't afraid to hide in the most inhospitable places the world had to offer, they knew, anything was better then being dragged back to hell.. or worse imprisoned within a warden, to serve as sustenance for all eternity. Today was no different, today sinners thought they had escaped the clutches of the infernal abyss, how wrong they were, hell's agents reached everywhere, no place was too inhospitable for the un-holy.
Nymiria, ordered by the lords of hell themselves, found herself tracking five renegade sinners, escaped souls that have taken on their mortal bodies once more, attempting to blend in. They were quite good at it, they could fool just about anyone, even Nymiria. Too bad she thought about that too. Quite some steps away from the dragoness, all the way down the hill, fire flickered into un-natural life, its green glow illuminating the surrounding area. It soon began to take the shape of a doorway, howls of dread and agony echoing across the snow covered tundra because of it. Soon, three mighty hounds the size of horses stepped out, their un-natural flames melting the snow around them. They immediately began sniffing the air, attempting to find a lead. Behind them, a seemingly human woman dressed in feathered robes complimented with pieces of plate stepped into the snow, her heavy boots slinking into the snow.
''Terminus, Sentarius, Xandarius have you found anything?'' She inquired, her voice soft and gentle. The hounds let out a hellish howl in unison, answering their master with a clear yes through their howls. Then, their heads turned up-hill, clearly smelling more then just the sinners. Nymiria herself fixated her green gaze upward as well, though she could barely distinguish anything. ''Show me.'' She commanded, instantly causing the hounds to rush uphill, toward the dragoness. Leaving a trail of green fire as their massive paws dragged them through the snow, she herself followed suit, curious about what manner of creature other then the sinner's would attempt to hide in this forsaken area. She simply walked after her hounds, not in a hurry.
Once up top, the hounds would circle the dragon passively, waiting for their master to arrive.