Varis drew his dagger from its sheath as he took a few paces away from the small group, slowly dragging it along the under side of his bracer, with each inch the dagger moved along the leather, Varis applied more and more force until stopping after it had finally made a rather noticeable line in the leather bracer. [i]I wonder how much force I would need to apply before this thing cut through the dagger and into my arm...[/i] He looked over his shoulder, eying the cocky marksman. [i]Perhaps the annoyingly aggressive one will know,[/i] He turned his head straight before tilting his head up slightly, thinking. 

[i]... No, she'd do it for me.[/i]

Varis sighed before placing his dagger into its scabbard, walking back to the group, standing next to the magus. For some odd reason, he liked the magus the most in the whole damning group. Perhaps he could explain the odd sensation Varis would have in his ears whenever someone mentioned or even thought of his ears. For some odd reason, Varis' slightly pointy ears had begun to twitch more recently.

He opened his mouth to speak, but his eyes moved over to the cocky marksman. Not wanting to risk another lovely insult from her, he closed his mouth as he looked at the useless elf, his rage slowly boiling inside of him. Not only did he fail a mission, now they had to deal with some god damned spirit inside of the halfling? 

"[i]Nothing will be the same without him,[/i]" The useless elf stated.

And with that line, Varis exploded. Without saying another word, he walked over to the nearest wall, facing it as he had his held down. After a few seconds, Varis began to laugh as he faced the wall, almost as if it was some sort of horror movie. Suddenly, he stopped laughing, and after a few seconds of silence, he took a step back, raising his fist before taking a rather swift swing at the wall, causing a rather large sound to emit.

"AM I THE ONLY ONE WHO REMEMBERS THAT THIS GROUP," Varis shouted out, taking a pause to let the words sink in. "THIS DYSFUNCTIONAL AS [i]SHIT[/i] GROUP," He allowed for another pause. "HAS ONLY KNOWN EACH OTHER FOR TWO OR THREE DAYS?" Varis continued to face the wall, even after he was done speaking -- well, shouting. He leaned towards the wall, laying his head on his arm which sat on the wall. 

Varis was fine with allowing Ellis to live. He was fine with some stupid lich living inside of Varis -- in fact, he found it quite amusing that the lich's name was Ceris which sort of rhymed with Varis. He was fine with helping Ellis. What he was not fine with was with this group. This group had only known each other for two or three days -- hell, even [i]shorter[/i] than that -- and yet, there are already four people going lovey-dovey with each other and now some stupid, useless elf is implying that their bond is already strong?

Now that Varis thought of it, who's stupid mistake wound him up failing his assassination? Sure, the mage sent them on this mission, but who had them locked up in cages? Varis slowly recounted his memories, only to emit a rather inaudible chuckle.

That god damned elf singing that god damned song that put them all to a god damned sleep.