Jameson~~

The Silver Wolf played his melancholy tune, as the imp of dark stood just outside of sight, watching in silence and awaiting his allies. James took in his smell, being sure not to forget it. As he was about to pounce the beast an elvish scouting division arrived from the west. He simply gestured behind him as his comrades walked out of the woods. The effect of returning seemed to others like the returning person was simply walking out of the forest. Jameson had thought up that one, he grinned at his wit. 

Jameson was immediately bombarded with many questions from many sources. Most wondering about a man named Samuel. Jameson chuckled to himself softly. "We shall see. We shall see." Jameson took notice of the tomb which the silver dragon carried on its person. 'Give it to the elf' he thought to the beast. 'That book was meant for her, yes it would seem Nova is the one who should carry that particular tomb.' Jameson stood up from his tree and placed his Harmonica back in its robe after his thought.

He looked to the captain and shook his hand in greeting. "Well met, I take it the Queen has granted us entrance into her city?" The Captain gave him a reassuring nod as Jameson confirmed with a nod of his own. "Good, these are most of us, However it does seem a few have yet too find their way out. I shall wait for them here. The rest of you may go on." Jameson then leaned back on the tree and pulled out his Harmonic once more, he then began to play.

(Sorry for takin over the Captain Nova, if you mind I can just edit :D)