[h2][center][color=2F4F4F][b] Antoinette Larstrahd[/b][/color][/center][/h2]

[color=f26522]"Let's all go play exterminators like the big happy mercenary company we are."[/color]

Anto gazed at the the female Pyromancer, Leneyl she'd called herself. As she'd stepped forwards and closer to her she'd felt a very slight increase to the temperature around her - unsurprisingly it was a welcome change to the usually frigid air in these parts. She took a few moments more to examine her before her gaze flicked to the next member of the group. 

Anto watched as the man who'd introduced himself as Aiden Blazerunner suddenly seemed to have an internal struggle that ended with him bowing and apologising as he left. Something about taking on the rouge mage. Anto blinked several times before she resisted a shrug. At least some one seemed to be in a hurry to do something. 

The ancient mage Kune too seemed to think that the little gathering had run on long enough as he seemed to effortlessly bring forth a large swirling portal. So casual was the man's command of magic it seemed to flow from him and bend to his very thoughts alone. It was impressive to watch, at least Antoinette thought so as she continued to stare at the old mage and the shimmering gateway that hung beside him. 

Though on one hand she longed to stay and have a real conversation with the old mage, perhaps learn a little of who he really was and what he was capable of - she was sure he must have experienced much in his time as well and would be an invaluable source of information. But really she was beginning to feel longing returning to her, creeping slowly though her body. It was not one she had not felt in quite some time, the smallest buzz of excitement was starting to rise and a small smile spread across her face as any feelings of apprehension and doubt that she may of been feeling were replaced by a desire to once more test herself against the arcane. 

[color=2F4F4F]"Thank you Kune, until I see you again"[/color] she commented to him with a quick nod moments  before she stepped through the portal, the smirk still upon her face. 

The gloomy and dank room rapidly disappeared as she stepped through and somewhat instantly found herself alone atop an arid and rocky hill. The wind was suddenly much harsher too and she once more found herself pulling her robes tightly around herself again and her smirk quickly disappeared as she turned and waited to see who would follow.