[i][b]Elijah Antol[/b][/i]

[i][b]Early to Mid Afternoon, somewhere along the border of Nijiara and New Torrea
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“You sure that thing is on it’s leash?” 

“Yes, yes. Just make sure you do as you were told to do.” The magus controlling the spider replied, giving the merc an exasperated look. It was obvious that the ensemble of hired muscle was not up to his liking.

“Just as long as we’re paid. It’s a good thing your master, Donat, pays well. That bloody spider gives me the creeps. Sasha here holds the same sentiment.” The merc’s dire wolf emitted a short howl before continuing to smell what it could apart from the smoke and ashes.

“Jeez Arni. You’ve got a bigass wolf that can literally tear people apart and you’re complaining about a little spider? I ain’t scared of it one bit. All it’s been doing is spewing flames. That’s probably what it does for a living. Burn down forests and shit, ya know? Hardly givin a fuck!” Elijah laughed as Arni frowned at him. He was one of those serious types that never knew how to lighten up, and was a general downer. Elijah turned to the other merc, desperate to avoid Arni's gaze. “So what do you think of it Leandra? Knowing your god, he’d probably be angry a sister like yourself is collaborating with something straight outta hell.”

“All of his creations are equal in his eyes. The All-Knowing One must have his reasons for creating even something as foul as the Arachnoblaster.” It seemed odd that someone from the church had accompanied them. But, it was as much as a mystery as the job they had all accepted. 

The job was supposed to be top secret. Hence only three escorts along with the mage who was controlling the titan of a spider. Alas, they were three very good mercenaries. 

Arni, despite his lack of a personality, had more than enough hunting and tracking skills to make up for it. Need a scout, hunter, or someone flashy to put the fear in your enemy? Arni’s your man. His dire wolf can track you miles away, and Arni had a penchant for adorning combat claws to rip your shit.

Need a personal bodyguard for a day? Need something unexpected? Bloody enemy not perishing from a good bullet to the face? Leandra got your back. Holy magicks and pure faith, that’s right, PURE FAITH turned into holy retribution for your foes. Watch as light magicks smite your foes. Healing package included with every purchase!

And then there was Elijah, Guns are his name, fastest gunslinger of New Torrea… At least as far as he knew. Every person he'd dueled had a slower draw. Not to mention bad aim. But if you needed someone disposed of fast, Elijah was the one you call over to get shit done.

Sure the job was shady for Elijah. “Burn these forests down, but also look for these two women in the woods! By the way, they just happen to be Knight Commander Hazael's Sisters! Kidnap em for me!” How shadier could you get? But the pay made him decide to accept. Elijah really didn't have a choice anyway, but he’d like to think he had one. Donat made sure he accepted, along with the other mercs. So here he was. Miserable from the neverending fire of the Arachnoblaster, with two other strangers, protecting a spider and looking for two women for reasons unknown….