The forest was... Eerily silent, to say the least. Whatever that thing was that attacked the group, it's very presence has warped the woods around the camp. Ivan was sure that something was still lurking in these woods and it was his job to inform the group immediately if something was drawing near. [color=ed1c24]"Brr... Never thought a bloody forest would give me the creeps... That creature must still have this area in it's grasp... Hopefully we can all get out of here... Wait..."[/color]

Something caught his attention, but it wasn't an enemy. A calming, friendly aura seemed to fall upon the forest, it almost felt peaceful before an arrow found it's way straight into a tree beside Ivan. [color=ed1c24]"What the... An arrow? How in the..."[/color] The ring around his finger gave off a warm light, revealing a scrap of parchment on the arrow, the script was clearly elvish in origin and the writing was neat, elegant even. [color=ed1c24]"Dance with me? Huh?"[/color] The sounds of rustling leaves and twigs snapping could be heard a few feet away. Ivan followed the sound cautiously, it could be a trap... Though, Ivan felt a sense of... Peace.

[@Thinslayer]