Frfostwing looks around, not really caring about what happens, but he felt a strange sense of danger. It was his instinct from guarding a powerful man for twenty five years, but he shrugs and ignores it. This was a city of elves, they no doubt had wards against danger.

But there was a frightening force watching them now. The bone claw was veiwing them from where the imp was before. He smiled as they entered the city, and leaps from the tree and continues to enjoy his snack behind a stone. After wandering a while a group of bandits come from the bushes of the trail, and look at him. They were not sure what to do, they had never seen this before. The bone claw chuckles, and charges at the closest one. It easily kills him by forcing it's claws through his skull. One of them tries to swing at him, but the blade is blocked by his claws, and the man is eviscerated with the bone claw's other hand. The last one shoots an arrow at the fiend, but it dodges with a strife to the side, and extends his right claws the whole fifteen feet between them, stabbing him through the chest. His claws slowly go back into his hands, and he continues to the city.