Now that the inn had 2 dwarfs and an elf, and plenty of raucous laughter coming from it and a human and elf were in discussion by the river, Arent realised the whole party was here. Not wishing to either interrupt the drunken shenanigans occuringn in the inn, or the conversation by the river, he merely took up position in the centre of the town square and waited for the party to form.

He looked at the female elf in deep conversation with the other human, she had a fierce look in her eye and the tip of her staff was aflame, Arent wondered if the male had been foolish enough to try and court her. Then again, he couldn't blame him if he had, she really was very good looking, but Arent knew there is nothing worse than trying to court a women who does not want to be courted. He knew from experience. Attempting romance with an elf in possession of powerful magic seemed damnright stupid. 

He doubted the other human would be so stupid, he looked experienced, and the look on his face didn't bear a lustful expression but one of curiosity. Turning his thoughts to the triad in the bar, he chuckled at the bangs and laughter coming from inside. He was glad dwarfs were coming along, for one they always had drink and food, and they also made fiersome allies. As did elfs, their superior speed and magical prowess made him thankful to have two making up part of their party.

Thinking, he mused that he was the only member carrying a bow, which he supposed made him at least have some importance. Thinking of the immense strength of the dwarfs and the speed and magical power of the elf's, he was almost beginning to feel redundant. Feeling suddenly determined to prove this not so, he saw a bird circling above the pair talking on the banks of the river, and within seconds he had sent an arrow loose which struck the bird in its plump body. Sending it plummeting towards the space in between his two fellow party members. "Well" he said aloud, "that should get their attention".