"These were the ones we saw earlier," a tall, ornately robed and seemingly important figure was the first to speak from the High Elves's side. "They have not shown any signs of ill intent, nor can I sense any obvious corruption," he took a quick look at the group, person by person "although one can never be too sure with... Humans."
Harold lofted a brow. "Lets try this again shall we knife ears? Hello there. I'm Harold, why exactly you have seemingly been following us and have you seen a woman wandering about? Presumably fits the description of a matron or hag? "
Out of nowhere, a gigantic two handed blade swings at the high elves' necks, attempting to decapitate both of them in a single stroke. Merathis lept from a nearby tree, glossy black armor gleaming brightly in the moonlight. "Khaine desires your head, scum of Ulthuan!"
*Put your hammer down won't do us much good if they pepper us with arrows before you can even swing it my short friend for now we play nice*Michael gave his signature crooked smile
"We are not sure of this... "hag," you speak of. We seek out own target within these forests and you would do well not to interfere," the mage was about to finish his sentence before another High Elf called him over, they began to communicate in Eltharin before looking back towards the group. "What can you tell us about this... Hag?"
E OOC no ridiculous plot holes and killing off other pcs really man how the hell did you magically find us in the first place
