Raoul watched the female elf exact effort in putting up a shield against an object that was heading in their direction. He identified it as an arrow once he saw a bird fall from the sky with the arrow through its corpse. It was a nice shot, killed the creature right away. Raoul had knelt down, ducking as thought the shooter was aiming for him or Coriana. He had his hand on the dagger in its thigh holster. 

The blade slowly came up as the mercenary armed himself in case they were under attack, which they weren't, so he stuck the knife back in carefully, trying not to poke himself with it. The mage was moving towards the source of the arrow, almost going weightlessly. He started to follow then stopped in his tracks as he heard someone shout about dwarves in a tavern, which really wasn't news. Then another figure came towards them, removing their hood, a quiver of arrows on his back.He was the one who shot the bird.It was the second human in their group, the man greeted both Coriana and Raoul.

"Raoul de Costa." He simply replied, crossing his arms as he looked at the newcomer.