[center][b]Liveria - Elrithos [/b][/center]
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The a few options had come out, although it seemed none was thoroughly considered. A young woman suggested finding a new path, which would be great if it didn’t mean going back on their steps. Elrithos considered it for a moment and then saw one of the dark skinned elf walk off, saying see would scout out the area. He would have objected doing so when an ambush was clearly feet away, but it was too late. She had already gone to the cliff side and hidden within the shadows. Then came the suggestion to talk to the orcs. Again, would be a good idea if these beings were not savages. They probably had another way of doing diplomacy in these regions and Elrithos did not wish to know which one these people employed.

And, he was about to elaborate on a certain plan of action, considering what he knew of the group for now… There came a bestial cry for blood, which startled the Aavikkanian. It had immediately caught his attention, coming from atop the cliff beside them. Although he didn’t clearly understand the words, he had a good idea what he was saying. He quickly dismounted his horse, barely able to see the explosion and shrapnel of stone killing the horse. What he had managed to see was the dagger flying through the air to hit the princess… This almost made him freeze on the spot, knowing the importance of her life in this mission. Conveniently, it was easy to tell it was a double and Elrithos drew forth his two scimitars. The Angel, the celestial being, had bestowed his powerful voice onto the lot, making even the 500 year old desert elf shiver. 

A bold move came from the young female knight as she charged, his eyes set upon the orc with two large sized battleaxes. A tall, powerful foe for sure, a warrior of might. It was to see if they had any finesse… The biggest worry was whatever would be behind those rocks. If they would just be throwing knives, then he had nothing to worry about, but it was whatever else they would throw or shoot at them that would be the worry. He started going forward, receiving a command from another Rayvon to find a weak spot within his armor and way he held things. He did not even nod, but approached rapidly on foot, ready to fight for the cause… He wouldn’t get too close yet, trying to analyze the orc in front of him and make sure that whatever was behind the rocks wouldn’t give them any nasty surprises.