Of course, the Skayleigh hadn't given Sett his name when asked, so he'd still be "my friend the Skayleigh", no matter how much of a friend he really was. That said, Geredin the Dwarf did a much better job of doing things, charging ahead of the two, forcing Sett to follow at running pace, and even barging his way through much thick undergrowth behind whatever trail Mags had forged. Simple enough for even an overlarge Half-Giant to pass through, let alone a thin and much more agile human priest. He assumed he was more agile anyway, for Giants are rarely agile. He believed. They were Giants, after all.

Though honestly, he'd rather have stayed where Mags was. The village they'd found their way to was not exactly a sight for sore eyes, regardless of how many team members existed within its bound right now, and the imminent appearance of... Rogs, was it? Well, that just reeked of pain for the priest. He wasn't exactly a lover, but he was certainly no fighter at that. And whilst he'd rather avoid drawing his weapons, he knew practically when he came here that he'd have to give it a shot at some point in the future... besides, it wasn't like he could hide in any of those burnt-out ruins, so try to defend himself it was. And besides, it'd be combat practice for the Dark Elves when they finally got round to that.

With his offhand, he pulled his combat dagger, clean of rust and not easily damaged by time. And with his mainhand he drew forth his primary weapon, that item which had gotten him into this situation in the first place: the valdium shortsword, a weapon of great offensive power against magical beasts. Were Rogs counted as magical beasts? He didn't have a clue, but it'd certainly kill them as stone dead as any civilised being either way. Even as he drew his weapons, he could hear the creatures coming closer, and even some fighting going on, and readied himself for whatever might happen, keeping his weapons in what he figured was probably a good offensive stance, sword frontward and dagger back ready to fly forward at a moment's notice. Yeah, that would probably do the job just nicely, if he found himself assaulted by Rogs.