[b]Aramir[/b]

"Okay, sneak up the mountain while you distract the Roc. Simple!" Aramir said, only slightly nervously. Here she was with Auriel and Liam. The other elf she knew could move quietly through trees, but she had no idea if the fox was any good at not attracting attention. Specifically the attention of a hungry giant bird. As soon as the others went to do their decidedly far deadlier mission, Aramir started moving. "Lets try to not get murdered by the the giant bird, secure the wagons, and get the wagons down the mountain and hope the Roc isn't interested in us or our friends any more! Simple." Aramir put her bow on her back, and started heading up the mountain. She resolutely didn't look at the screaming Roc. If she looked at what it was doing, she knew she would stop. She moved as quickly as possible, hoping their distraction would be good enough. "I swear to all the gods if I get eaten by a giant bird after surviving all the crap I've been through I will do all with in my power to give said bird horrifying indigestion. Like, the kind that makes you fall from the sky and break your feathery neck." Aramir muttered to herself, trying to keep the prickly feeling that something was about to swoop down upon her from making her slow down. 

[h1]Mage Hunters[/h1]

As Leith, Grey, and Althalus finally found a clear open plain for their interrogation of the boy, someone walked out of the woods around them. She was covered in rags, and her head was wrapped tightly in bloody bandages, clearly just wrapped. She was clearly an forest elf, with her pointed ears poking out of wrapping. As soon as she appeared, Leith's ring spoke again. [i]The eternal Hunger, as she now calls herself. Deranged, dangerous, and a vitamancer. Pyromancy incredibly useful against her. Kill her. Behind you is Legion, demonomancer, sane, and still useful. Don't kill him. The one with him is Farian. Out for blood, but still sane. He still has a conscience. Kill him. The wild has no use. He is a pyromancer, so vitamancy is incredibly useful against him. Grey would never forgive himself if the two females died, so protecting them should be tantamount. Defend them. Grey and Althalus can handle themselves.[/i]

Althalus obviously distrusted this newcomer, aiming his crossbow at her. "That's far enough!" She laughed, and the assassin felt a shiver go down his spine at the contemptuous, madness filled sound. "I think we found one of the mages." He muttered to Grey.

For Mar and Coco, the pile of bodies erupting into blood red flames. "Whores of the Eanian Empire! Prepare to defend yourself! The flames of justice come for you." Another blood red bolt of fire hit nearby them. Their attacker was a human man. Or at least the remains of a man. His eyes were nothing more than blood red flames and every time he spoke or breathed, flames erupted in short bursts out of his mouth. Fiery cracks extended outward from his eyes and mouth, pulsing as he breathed as well. In the background, sitting on a rock with a greatsword was [url=http://static.tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pub/images/dragon_age_red_eyes2_9974.jpg]this man.[/url] He seemed content to watch for now.