The day was hot and bold of feeling. No matter who's party one was in, they could feel the heaviness of the sun's rays above them. It wasn't heat that Elora Lynn Read was too unfamiliar with, however, having traveled out of the Shrouded Sea and into the humid Sea of Swords. A tough but charming woman, her sudden appearance did confuse the guards that had been stationed. Hesitantly, but forcefully they lowered their spears. 

"Halt. Name your business!" the one of the left asked, sweat beading down his brow. Though from the heat or the confrontation it was hard to tell. Probably both. 

Meanwhile, Geradin closed his eyes, and reopened them with a golden light. A few moments went by, and all he did was snort. Beren was in the arms of Aeryn, as Sett was. She felt her squeeze, and even heard her soft "Ooh," and he blinked, though before he could even react she admitted she could feel danger too. He had certain senses that monks possessed, but he did not have the ears of elves or the magical abilities of other individuals. 

But since the guards weren't shouting "Demon!!!" he decided to give a look himself. He slipped out of Aeryn's grip, whispering. "I'll go take a looksie." he said, and before they could protest or say they could come with him, he held up his hand. "Just a looksie..." before slipping off to the front of town. Granted it was not far away, judging by the size of the place. In fact if they were to go around the corner that Beren just passed, they would be able to see the front gateway into the town. Beren himself would raise his brow at the sight of a Kaelic lass, hardened by combat but beautiful nonetheless trying to get into the town. 

At first the warrior monk was suspicious of a Dark Elf deception. Perhaps everyone was right. But he recalled Geradin's clerical senses. If it had been a Dark Elf, the Dwarf would have bothered to make it to the gateway. Beren shook his head, and decided to make an entrance toward the front of the town. As the two guards nearly prodded the woman, she needn't draw her sword when a tanned and powerfully built younger man, handsome in a way, placed a hand on the shaft of the leading spear. 

"I'll take it from here." Beren said, his tone confident. The guards looked to one another, but decided not to question this decision. Beren crossed his muscled arms as they retreated. 

"Sorry about that, but they can't be too careful as you probably know." He told her, not wanting to be rude but still needing to be careful. "Who are you? This town is under threat at the moment, or possibly is at the least. So I'll need to at least get your name and business here." 

The guards had gone to gossip around town, spreading word there was a visitor. No doubt Ursaren would hear his patients be given the same news!
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Calanon leaped off of Brogach, taking his shield and his sword to wield. He wasn't entirely enthusiastic about the place, but he was a forward scout more often than not. He knew how to keep himself alive. The Elf bade everyone stay calm for a few moments as they contemplated what their next course of action was. He gave them a wave and a nod, and then slowly crept further into the small 'alley' cut into the rock, his footfalls so light, even An-Hasst couldn't hear them. 

Argon smelled the air, his alien-like movements giving him weird twitches every now and then, but he seemed to stay still. In fact, he seemed to calm and settle near the edge of the rocky crevice while the other's spoke and pondered, allowing the heat of the day to give him strength and energy. He simply basked and enjoyed where they were. Brogach the Elk seemed to pace on the other hand, neighing and nickering every now and then, his hooves clopping audibly on the stone. An-Hasst, now peering over the shoulders of the statue, was about to climb down when the oddest thing happened. 

The statue turned its head and looked directly into his face. 

As if he had sensed the movement, Argon lifted his serpentine head. What escaped his mouth was a roar that reverberated through the rocky terrain. A warning to those around. But Calanon was still deep within the crags. Alone.
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