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"A water mage?" she asked curiously, "I haven't seen one of those in a while... I'll look forward to seeing your magic at work. We'll need your skills as a guide. As for your archery...." she smirked malevolently, "We'll just have to see if your skill is anywhere near as good as mine." Smirk dissapearing, she asked, "Now what is your name, elf?"

Things just didn't smell right to Valora. Elves do not just naturally join a group with intent to rebel - especially when the group is made up of a demon, a half-breed and a runaway. They are usually quite faithful towards their Elders - one thing they have in common with demons. Their group should have seemed more like a group of criminals on the run... which wasn't entirely untrue.

"Who-" Val tried to interrogate the two before welcoming them in, but was cut off by Althenna.

"Well, welcome. Do you have any special skills?" Althenna spoke with a grin. Valora narrowed her eyes. Surely Althenna wouldn't initially trust them so quickly?

"I am one of the greatest Elven archers, I'm a pretty good swordsman and I have control over water," Anduril told Althenna."I know the Pershna woods better than most Humans, and as well as the most traveled Elves."

Valora kept her cold eyes on the pair with mistrust. His skills claimed to be very impressive, which could also prove to be fatal if he were lying. "Your claims are very impressive," Val began as she eyed the male elf. "Why would such an accomplished being like yourself join a group like us? With skills like your own, I would guess you would have already been snatched up by one of your Elders."

He also claimed to know his way around very well, which then proves he has either done alot of pleasure travels, or had alot of..."jobs". Being a mercenary gave her good knowledge of travel aswell.

Selce walked over to stand next to Anduril. "I am a decent swordsman, but other than that I'm pretty useless." She had decided to underplay herself so as to surprise anyone who decided she wasn't necessary or would hamper the mission. Selce eyed the other two but looked at the human woman who seemed to be their leader. She scanned the tavern for any trouble.
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Aisha who had been about to walk over and 'suggest' nicely that the three rebels return with her dropped back on her heels. Three I may have been able to aprehend with my lord's backing, but five is a bit much. Aisha decided she would bide her time and find the best time to attack. She sat back down in her chair and listened in again.

Another day, another band of Henry's men. The Merry Lord had wished to see them, perhaps becuase of his...little joke earlier that same week. They were tossed onto the floor of a raised platform in the forest. Built very much in the steeped tradition of the Elves and Seraphim, the many places of rest and safety of the Merry Company were naught but sturdy wooden platforms hanging in massive, heavily intertwined trees.

And just like that they headed into the forest.

Kayn was a bit furious that Althenna would at least humor Adruil for a bit. If she didn’t trust him she could have flat out said know, accused him of being a spy, and crushed his skull. Well, at least, that would be how Kayn would do it. But she wasn’t the one in charge of this hodgepodge group of rebels, now was she? If Althenna pretended to be too accepting towards this elf, it might be too late for all of them.

Kayn would always have to keep an eye on this guy at all times, although it seemed as if their group was on guard.

Althenna smirked, "Anywhere there might be people of use to us." she answered vaguely. All she had to do was lead them around long enough to figure out what they were about. Then she could deal with them. And in the Pershna woods, that wouldn't be a difficult task.

"And put that sword away, girl. It's not the animals you have to worry about here, it's the plants."

Normaly, Althenna would dodge a hit like that (or at least try to) but with everyone else behind her, she instead drew her mother's blade and deflected it. The arrow still grazed her arm but it would not be life threatening.

'Unless the disembodied voice happened to have poisoned it.' she thought wryly.

She had barely had her band of rebels a day and already they had infiltrators, stalkers, and bodyless voices trying to kill them

"Mother did always say: 'You know you're doing something right when people want you dead'!" She said, almost happily. Drawing her own bladed bow, she notched an arrow and waited for a good shot.

"You are a superbly creepy being!" Althenna called back, "But I cannot leave these woods! I have set my mind to end the wars and I believe the people I need are here, living in these woods. I will try my best to fallow what laws you lay down so long as I can search for re-reinforcements. Otherwise... well, I'll have to weather your poison, now, won't I?" she asked wryly.