An elf's ears were for more than just show. Lance could hear an audible ticking noise coming from the golem. Not good. Running to the Baron, Lance exclaimed:[i][color=0072bc]"Sir, the Golem's ticking again. Your daughter is likely in imminent danger. Do not let her out of your sight. Please stay here. I'm going to go scout ahead, the trees may be hiding something."[/color][/i] Lance, while he didn't have his lance on him, as it was a danger to the girl, was not without a weapon. Lance wore some big boots, and in those boots was a hidden dagger. Just in case. He turned to Jack[i][color=0072bc] "I may need your help. Veronica's life may be in danger. Follow me."[/color][/i]

Unsheathing his blade, a solid 5 inches of serrated steel was produced. Lance then ran to the picnic area. Everything seemed fine, but that was only the calm before the storm. Being a scout in the military did have its advantages. Walking into the treeline a large pair of footprints could be seen in the dampened soil. Forests were good at keeping the soil wet. Not to mention the grass was pressed down in some places. Following the trail for what felt like an eternity, albeit it was only a couple of minutes. Fout figures could be seen squatting by a tree, about 30 feet wway. Time to put those elven ears to use once more. [color=0072bc][i]"They're saying 'her', likely referring to Veronica...Something about... a scroll? ...And Monsters?![/i][/color] Lance brought his blade up. [color=0072bc][i]"Get ready for a fight, this isn't going to be pretty.[/i][/color] Lance Spoke, not even checking to see if Jack was behind him.