[u]Phrenesis[/u]

Deep within the forest, in a sheltered glade a soft laugh carried through on the wind, a gentle enticing laugh which made Hiol the Satyr glance around looking for its source. He had been bathing himself within a spring, a perfect pristine pool that he often frequented hoping to stumble upon a Nymph or other beautiful Fae, as such the laugh made him quite alert. Standing and taking a few steps away from the pool he continued to look around, briefly sparing a moment to smooth his hair into place and make sure his horns were presentable. At the edge of the glade he spotted the thin silhouette of a woman making her way through the trees and he grinned, preparing himself to begin what he called his ritual of courtly love. 

“Hello there” he said, trying to sound as smooth as possible “come hither baby, this glade is big enough to share. The water is perfect at this time of year.” 

From behind the tree stepped a young and beautiful woman, she wasn’t a fae or elf like he had hoped, however she was still more than beautiful enough to appease his shallow standards. 

Whistling slowly in appreciation the Satyr smiled his most charming smile before introducing himself “Welcome welcome, I am Hiol, descended from Gliyphis, once king amongst my people. What brings one as beautiful as you so deep into the forest?” 

The girl took a few steps forwards before giggling, her eyes fixed on the eager Satyr as she reached out a delicate hand and began to gently caress his chest as she said “I was just walking, enjoying the evening and looking for someone [i]just[/i] like you” the seduction clear in her voice. 

“Well I’m glad you found me” he replied as she began to guide him backwards towards the clear pool, their eyes fixed on one another. A few moments later they were in the pool, the water coming to their waist level as they embraced and Hiol moved his face closer to hers, trying to kiss her and begin what he hoped would be an extremely passionate night. As his lips brushed against hers he suddenly felt a very odd and somewhat painful jolt to his chest. Looking down he saw that the beautiful young girl had just stabbed him with a long thin dagger, its blade now resting deep within his chest just above his heart. His eyes shot back up to hers, a look of alarm now dominating his features, whilst a look of almost innocent curiosity dominated hers. She watched him twitch as she started to move the blade further, cutting a hole before she withdrew the blade and brought it up to her face, her eye contact never leaving his as she licked some of the warm red liquid from its edge. 

“But…” murmured Hiol weakly “I thought we were gonna do stuff…” the look of betrayal and disappointment in his eyes clear, gritting his teeth he summoned the last of his strength before head-butting the woman as hard as he could. There was a sickening ‘thunk’ sound as he did, his blow landing squarely and causing a big split in the woman’s eyebrow, though lacking the usual strength he was able to muster which would have done far more damage. 

The woman did nothing but smile at the Satyr before reaching her delicate little hand into the slit she had made, her fingers closing around his heart as it continued to beat in a rapidly increasing rhythm.

Hiol looked down at her hand reaching into his chest cavity and frowned before looking back up at her, realisation at what was about to happen crossing his face before he simply said “Crazy bitch…”

With that she gripped tightly before yanking with all of her strength, a horrific tearing noise accompanying the action as she ripped his beating heart from his chest, his eyes watching the heart for a moment before rolling up into the back of his head as he collapsed into the pool, his blood running thickly into its once clear and pristine water as it rapidly became more and more red. Taking a seat beside the floating corpse the woman continued to smile as she started to bathe in the sanguine waters. 

[u]Sparrot[/u]

[i]‘Stupid little human…’[/i] thought the raven savagely as he flew through the air [i]‘we will show him, my love will destroy him body and soul, oh yes he will’[/i]. The bird perched some distance away, watching as the scene continued to unfold, waiting for Aergar Wald to finish his little conversation. 

A whistle sounded through the trees, enough for Sparrot to know that Aergar was done, and so the bird took flight once again towards the imp. As he landed beside him he was still muttering “… peck out his eyes, we will. Cut his tongue from his mouth and shove it up his-…”

[b] "Now, take me to Phrenesis."[/b] said Aergar, clearly done toying with the human. 

Sparrot tilted his head and glared at Aergar, half considering instructing the imp to go back and finish the human here and now, but he knew better than to make such a decision on his own without consulting his love first. 

A squawk left Sparrot’s beak before he took flight, guiding the elf through the forest to where his master would be waiting, the bird always being able to locate Phrenesis no matter where he was – the result of a spell that had been cast long ago at Phrenesis’s instruction. It would not take long for them to arrive, especially with the Imp’s teleportation power to match his own flight speed. 

[u]Fritz[/u]

[b]"Well don't just stand there, you're not a tree. Sit, sit!"[/b] said the woman as he stood considering her words. It seemed that he had already run into the imp she spoke of, and so as he rushed about gathering his somewhat scattered belongings he responded “Do you mean Aergar Wald?” before he walked over and clambered up onto the seat, deciding that the woman definitely seemed friendly enough, though he kept his wits about him. 

“He and his pet bird tried to send me to fetch a seed from some tree that flowers once a year, but I think he was busy as he left me alone when I didn’t accept his… quest”. 
As he sat Fritz checked through his bag to see what else was missing, exposing the contents to the woman’s gaze as he did so. 

“I’m Fritz” he said introducing himself as he glanced around at the wagon “I’m… new to these parts, at least I think I am, I’m not really sure where here is”. 

He smiled at the woman and tried to appear as friendly as he could, though he was still a little on edge and was waiting to see if anything… crazy, for lack of a better word, would happen. 

[u]Sparrot[/u]

Swooping down into the small glade Sparrot landed on the shoulder of the woman as she sat in the pool, its waters now fully as red as blood itself, before nuzzling his beak against her for a brief moment of affection before Aergar Wald would arrive. 

“He comes my love” squawked the bird to Phrenesis. The woman that he was in had sustained a little damage, he could see. Her left eye was a little swollen and there was a large cut that had already begun to heal slightly on her brow. Sparrot hopped off of her shoulder and onto the back of the floating Satyr, the body making a perfect platform for him. The bird glanced at her body, noting that his love had seen fit to remove her clothing – though Sparrot failed to appreciate the female form he could tell that others would be most pleased with what he was seeing, most pleased indeed. 

The pair waited briefly for Aergar Wald to appear.