Always wanted to be a hunter? Well, there were plenty of those folks around. Auriel wasn't sure he liked the motivation behind it, though. [i]Tale of glory, eh? Well...one can hope.[/i] Maybe he was jaded, and Emlyn was at least right to hope. All Auriel cared about was doing what he felt was his duty. He had the ability, so why shouldn't he become a hunter? Why not help the people who wanted a simpler life, one free of Grimm and danger? There was no reason he could think of. As long as Emlyn could pull his own weight-which he seemed capable of- he didn't care if the other boy was after glory or women or riches. 

At the mention of taking the high ground, Auriel nodded slowly and looked up. "A wise decision. We'd be able to see quite far from up there. And as you said, we might find what we're looking for. I wouldn't be terribly surprised if that were the case." Following after Emlyn, he shrugged. He didn't dislike the guy, but there felt like there was a distance between them. Still, they'd only just met, and the field of battle wasn't much of a place to divulge your life story. They'd become closer in time, if all went well.