[h3][center][color=DarkOrchid][U]Jin "Sin" Baal[/U][/color][/center][/h3]

Stance fluently, yet quickly, directed towards Fae. Position didn't move closer to the newcomer. Though a step was taken enabling the nearest water bucket to be within limbs-reach. Most of Jin's perception studied the man, while a faint portion stayed on guard for any more newcomers. "[color=DarkOrchid]I've found it can take more than a peaceful atmosphere to escape your mind. Or should i say memories of past?[/color]" A weak chuckle broke his speech. Monotonous voice now taking a more serious shape. "[color=DarkOrchid]If you're not hostile, you can call me Jin.[/color]" Attention of Jin didn't exactly catch Fae's ability. Also knew nothing about the man. Possibly explaining the lack of trust. As previous statement may insinuate. I'm just a man enjoying temporary solace during a journey of agony"[color=DarkOrchid]Who are you, might I ask?[/color]" Despite the lace of seriousness in his demeanor or tone, Jin's face still displayed a horrifically monotonous expression. Jin could of asked more, would of, instead stayed focus on other things. Overloading Fae with questions was something Jin would also enjoy avoiding.

[h3][center][color=Gold][U]Observing Campsite of Isla & Lance[/U][/color][/center][/h3]

Several [i](seven)[/i] bandits, thieves, outlaws,  whatever you wish to call them peered from a collection of brush or hiding spot. Few even checking their equipment, or secured their attire. [i](Bandanna knots, shoe laces.)[/i] weak mutters transpired between select men as they watched their target. Degrees of uncertainty filled the group, mostly revolving around possibility of Lance or Isla possessing threatening powers. Though lack of scenario clarity did not infringe on the Bandits plans.

Traveling to any blind-spots of the camp were overly tedious or risked being noticed. Thus a straight forward and swift, hopeful, ambush would need to happen and overwhelm the two. The bandits considered their advantage of three and a half members to one enough to fuel their quick advances towards the camp. Sight of the Bandits would of happened long before hearing their footsteps or actions, at least for Lance. However with Isla and Lance sleeping, who knows what could happen next.