[i][color=00a99d]This bunch are quite good, whoever trained them should be pretty happy.[/color][/i]

A half elf was hiding in the trees, his face was under the blanket of the shadows of the leaves, and his sea green eyes were illuminated by the fires from the battle near Starguard. The cultists had won, this much was barely debatable, they had struck when the templars were sleeping and killed almost all of them, and they stood by their fortress with honor but ultimately fatal pride. This half elf didn't even try to understand the mindset behind dying for an idea or a flag or a religion. Death offers itself to you in so many ways, if you choose to accept it, it will have to be the very best reason. 

Halen's introspection was cut short by one of the [b]Kinghts[/b] running toward the tree he was in she was a beautiful but battle hardened, she was covered in the blood of cultists she no doubt just slain, she was shouting something about the gods and giving her power. More religious nonsense but she was clearly a strong fighter, and seemed to be rallying the rest as a capable leader.

Also following was a [b]human[/b], a male in chainmail armor his face was not as battle hardened as the lady but still very focused, he looked like a tall, handsome drawing from a heroic story book. Also there was typically stocky [b]dwarf[/b] who seemed to be running extremely fast for his size, his weapons were many and made much noise as they jingled with him, this was not a stealthy warrior but he looked a capable enough killer to where that wouldn't matter.

Two elves also gracefully darted through the forest, one was a [b]Dunmer[/b], tall and elegant an slightly more muscular than the average dark elf, his spirit was crackling with dark magical energy, his eyes were also cold with a mind that knew suffering. The [b]other elf [/b]was also harboring some sort of vicious past as her eyes were holding a similar anger against the world. She was only half elf though, Halen could tell the strange eleven energy was not complete through her body. But she was also unfamiliar looking, she was not human at all, Halen would know one of his own without even looking. She was something else, but he couldn't decipher right away.

Lastly there was a little [b]human girl[/b] wielding a shovel that was clearly being used as a weapon, her little body was carrying a lot of  magical energy of the dark kind, probably necromancy by the way she was dressed.

They all ran past Halen as he stayed hidden in the trees and they approached the edge of the forest where the maze of thick trees ended. Halen jumped out of the tree in a perfect leap and landed in front of the group, with his hand on sheathed weapon. He looked at the Female Knight and glanced at the half elven lady. 

[color=00a99d][i]Only 2 of you are dressed like Knight Templars, the rest of you look like mercenaries, you arent cultists, but why have you fled the starguard? All the others are fighting till their deaths back there, and I see a group of warriors dashing through this forest. I'ts somewhat suspicious.[/i][/color]

Halen's grip tightened slightly on the handle of his Claymore and his eyes squinted coldly as he waited for a response.