[color=ed145b][b]Skarsneek of the Redhill[/b][/color]

[@PaulHaynek][@Nakushita][@Rezod92]

[color=ed145b]“Hmm,”[/color] Skarsneek said while rubbing the back of his head in regards to getting information that they don’t already know.

Still, that’s one task down and they headed back to base.

Once there, Ayu welcomed them as Skarsneek unceremoniously dumped Kalaj down the ground. 

[color=ed145b]“The village itself is open, secured, and empty of Varjans.”[/color] He curtly said and planted a foot on Kalaj's breastplate. Grinding it as he resisted the urge to do the same to the head. [color=ed145b]“Get it back running, spread out the refugees, get food, space and clean water.”[/color]

[color=ed145b]“And also I think the survivor needs some company.”[/color] He added, sure, Skarsneek get being alone and needing that space but having some people that is undergoing the same circumstances helps. [color=ed145b]“Yea, there’s only one person that made it out. His family didn’t. Watch out for that.”[/color]

Thank god that Ayu is most likely far better in this, Skarsneek didn’t have much experience leading beyond just imitating others and what his parents do when they run their inn.  

[color=ed145b]“I don’t think it’s worth but if Kyouko thinks so, then well, all the best.”[/color] He said in regards to Ayu, heartening news on more reinforcement and the lady herself coming. "She brought more backup?"

[color=ed145b]“Speaking of which, where did Atsuha and Hinami went?”[/color]

Once he got his answer, he’ll try to catch up before noticing a new presence. Prompting him to stop for a moment as he looked at the pair. The lich, he saw before but the fairy was new.

[@The Irish Tree][@Crowvette]

So without a word and them noticing, he made his way quietly towards them out of habit. Quiet enough as the two were engrossed in their talk that they didn’t realize he was right there until he spoke out.

Though from their perspective, Skarsneek might as well have appeared out of thin air. 

[color=ed145b]“Hmm, a fairy?”[/color] Skarsneek tilted his head to look at the large…small fairy?

[color=ed145b]“I didn’t know we had a fairy queen joining us. That’s great, at least we got an army. Small as they are.”[/color] He leaned forward to meet the child-like size fairy, and for once, being the bigger one. Not realizing that Liliana was simply a fairy and not the queen. 

He's also hoping the two wouldn't notice that he was a male goblin, since he was completely dressed in the traditional female goblin clothes, regardless of how few there are. 

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[color=f7941d][b]Gringor of the Ironhide Tribe[/b][/color]

The strike came but not from what he expected, in fact, multiple ones came as he felt his body pinball itself from the multiple strikes.

Throughout it all, Gringor kept his eyes open as he fell to the ground at the last strike.

He smelled blood, their strikes finally breaking through his skin but it was still shallow. Most of the damage came from the impact, and he was certain he’ll be feeling it the next day. Getting up to his knees and standing up, teeth gritted hard.

Looking at the situation, Gringor felt his blood boil. His eyes went bloodshot and adrenaline pumped through his body enough that the wound stopped bleeding itself.

Shifting slowly on his foot, he gripped his weapon and got ready again.

This time, preparing himself for a charge and heading off in a blur. It changed in how it was executed as all the Shizuyaman warriors noticed.

Unrefined, nothing but brute strength, barely even worth a novice standard.

But it was there, [i]their[/i] foot technique.

In that brief moment of shock and anger of this sacrilege, Gringor already moved ahead. Fast enough to charge off a cliff.

Gringor's legs swung outward as he kicked off from the small crevices from the drop, allowing him to maintain speed and daring move as he arrived to the bottom in an instant.

Taking one last look behind, Gringor swore as he remember all of their scents.

He’ll definitely come back for another round.

With that, Gringor left the scene. 

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Returning to the village, Gringor had washed his wound and it stopped bleeding but it was still obvious to everyone to see with the discolored skin since he barely wore anything but his pants anyway.

Reaching into the temple and ignoring the look, he scouted around for Takeshi or Shizuka. Ignoring the rest as he wanted to find the other two for a clue.