[i]Althalus Lyn's Hunt[/i]

Althalus smirked at Mar. [color=00aeef]"Me? I'm just admiring your lovely tunic. It fits you so much more better than it fits me. You're the most likely out of the two of us to spot and point out any rabbits. And besides, I enjoy looking at you far more than I enjoy looking for rabbits. After this hunt, with Alaira and Lyn and the rest celebrating, perhaps we can celebrate in our own way."[/color] He smiled, his eyes traveling up and down Mar's form, leaving no doubt as to what his idea of celebrating was. He glanced at her twitching tail and chuckled. [color=00aeef]"Have I ever mentioned you're cute when you're irritated? Because you are." [/color]

His smirk vanished as he turned to see what had made the cracking noise. At Mar's words he couldn't help but chuckle. [color=00aeef]"See? You even spotted the giant moose before I did."[/color] He began to pull out his crossbow. [color=00aeef]"We'll deal with it."[/color] Before anything could happen, though a Snow Elf came and quite handily dealt with the moose sending it along on it's way. After a moment, Althalus put his crossbow up. [color=00aeef]"Never mind. Enzius will take care of it. We'll just keep an eye out for more..." [/color]He gestured vaguely. [color=00aeef]"Wildlife that Lyn won't have too much trouble with."[/color]


[b]Aramir, Catacombs[/b]

Aramir followed the group, barely catching the tail end of it in time for the venture. Her ring was glowing slightly, giving her more light to work by as she examined the surrounding area. She merely quirked an eyebrow as Tyrael left with Ssarak, stringing her bow. Taking their two strongest fighters out of the way seemed like a bad idea, but it wasn't her place to critique or deal with the leader of the expedition, especially since he was both Tyrael and gone. 

She glanced idly at Myrn. Ever since their drunken escapade, she had avoided the elf. She found it awkward, to say the least. But right now wasn't the time to be worried about her sex life. "Ridge Hounds are fast, vicious, and usually travel in packs. Large packs. Aim ahead of them so they run into your attack and don't get split off from the group. They'll merely surround then slaughter you. On the bright side, you can usually kill them with one blow and they wound easy. You'll just have to do it over and over again until there aren't fifty of them anymore!" She smiled at the Forest Elf and then stood. "So, does anyone have any ideas where to start?"

[u]Leith's rings, Lyn's hunt[/u]

[i]Slade and Mackendrick...E'doc'sil...new bloods. The Wild Generals and their latest servants are here. Prepare yourself and your friends. They come for the child, and to kill its mother's tribe.[/i]

The voice of the ring, long silent, suddenly whispered in Leith's skull.