[b]Enzius Zarbath, Lyn's Hunt[/b]

Enzius sat in the meadow, legs crossed and eyes closed. He listened with mild interest to Mar's and Althalus's banter. He had to admit he didn't fully trust Althalus, he found the magic of Noxomancy unnatural and dangerous. The ability to control disease is like playing with the most volatile fire in Enzius's eyes. He was nice enough, Enzius supposed, but things aren't always as it seemed. Mar was a lot like Enzius in the whole, not so great at making friends. But she seemed like a good person who cared for her family, a valuable attribute in the clan. His ears twitched as he heard branches snapping with the force of some creature. His eyes opened as he saw an incredibly large creature. It was beautiful. He assumed Mar wanted him to handle it. He was on his feet, sprinting towards the creature at a high speed. Even though Lyn was growing at an incredible rate, there was no way she could take on this creature. Enzius unsheathed his sword and leaped up into the air. His agile form enabled him to leap up to 7 feet in the air from the ground. He vaulted off the tree slightly in front of the creature. Enzius swung his sword towards the beefiest part of it's right leg. A spurt of blood followed the attack. The animal made a pained sound and turned around, digging it's hooves into the dirt. The Snow Elf rolled away as the creature took off in the opposite direction. He landed neatly on his feet and watched the beast flee, away from Lyn. He sheathed his sword and walked to the middle of the meadow, sitting down again.