Dark, slippery mud coated Merilwyn’s favorite boots as she jogged to catch up to the scouting party, bow in hand. The young elf was almost late; thanks to that cowardly dog and his incompetent soldiers, whom relaid information to her last minute. The Lavas general was running her ragged since she joined his company, along with anyone whom was not human it would seem. She found the party halted someways away from the abandoned village. [i]‘Good, I haven’t missed them,’[/i] she thought. As she came closer she recognized few faces among the crowd; two elves like herself, and a mysterious siren. Meril also noticed the ‘head scout’, a man whom was very foreign to her. “But who are you that our gracious General saw fit to send off in a scouting run?” She could hear the strange accented man ask as she finally reached them. She caught a few weary glances as she approached, and returned a small, apologetic frown when she joined the back of the group.

The masked siren was first to reply. Merilwyn listened intently, while observing the village ahead. Along with the hanging clothes, absence of people, and obvious un-inviting aura it radiated, there was something else that added to the woman's unease. It was something she couldn’t quite identify, and she assumed the leading scout could sense it as well. [i]‘Else he would not be stalling for time,’[/i] she thought. 
As the siren, whom Merilwyn now knew as Rhian, finished she couldn’t help but be interested in her magic. It seemed much more subtle compared to the Andrann’s flashy battle magic. She was eager to see it in action.

As no one had spoken up, Merilwyn assumed it was now her turn. Clearing her throat slightly, she spoke to the group in an even voice, “As for me, I am Merilwyn Estelle.” She said ‘Estelle’ simply, as humans would say their last name. There was no need to mention that it was a noble house, she was Mui now, it didn’t apply to her anymore. She doubted anyone would make the connection anyways, with the exception of the Lebethron noble perhaps. “I was trained as an elemental archer in Galadhon. I can freeze, burn, or explode anything by shooting it,” she explained. Some paled at the word ‘explode’, to which the battle mage smiled and quickly said, “but I don’t explode things when my allies are near by, usually.” Though she only told a small part of who she truly was, she figured it would be enough to satisfy the man’s question.