Curiosity emerged when the group had suddenly halted. Ruinil made her way to the front, next to Evelyn. She quickly noticed the male halfling that stood in front of her. Ruinil glanced at Evelyn, briefly making eye contact with her, before stepping forward. She was quite literally going toe to toe with the newcomer. Ruinil looked the halfling dead in the eyes before replying in her native tongue, "Ah man o ni? Sâniala buiarochir? Vín carú grogagwenaith a vín gararn dan vín algaer, periain!" [i]("And what about yourself? Are you not a mercenary yourself? We do not fear death and we have pride but we are not fools, Halfling!")[/i]. Ruinil had no problems recognizing her own kind as her blood red eyes burned like white, hot steel and glowed brightly and menacingly. She stared down the newcomer for a few moments before continuing. "Ni gorim. Caralneledhilend tathnín meldir anim pulalannacuil." [i]("I warn you. Do not get in the way of my comrades for I cannot guarantee your life.")[/i]

Ruinil's hand was also on her the handle of her blade, ready to attack at any given moment; if Evelyn ordered it --- Ruinil would not hesitate to cut the newcomer down. Ruinil's gaze did not waver for a second and remained locked in eye contact with the half-elf.