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

"[color=00aeef]Perhaps. Perhaps not."[/color] Althalus replied, chuckling slightly. However, his amusement faded away as he noticed Mar begin to tense up. He slowly drew a throwing knife as giggling began to surround them. [color=00aeef]"Great."[/color] He muttered under his breath slowly turning around and scanning the trees. He didn't like the feeling of being hunted. The falling branches and giggling set him on edge. Still, this wasn't a feeling he was entirely unfamiliar with. [color=00aeef]"Come on...come on, make your move you bastards..."[/color] Unfortunately, before he could get a sight on whatever was hunting them, they attacked Mar. 

Althalus whirled around at the sound of fluttering in time to see a Harpy crash into Mar's back. His knife flashed out in a heartbeat, sinking into the Harpy's skin. Althalus didn't have time to see where it hit, as he had a brief moment to feel something wrap around his ankle, and then he was gone, flying through the air. Not only flying through the air, but smashing into every tree along the way. [color=00aeef]"Ow..fuck...damn...you...bitch!" 
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[i]A distance away.[/i]

Shadows slithered back into a man's body, his too wide grin shaking with his giggles. [b][color=Black]"My, my, my."[/color][/b] The only part of his body that wasn't a solid, light consuming, black was his violet eyes and his razor sharp teeth in a Cheshire cat grin. [b][color=Black]"It looks like they're having a bit of trouble. All her protectors are injured. Shall we visit them with our new recruits, Mackendrick?"[/color][/b] His skin writhed with anticipation. 

[url=http://www.mrwallpaper.com/wallpapers/mask-dark-souls-2.jpg]The masked man[/url] stood and glanced back at their three latest pawns. One was barely a man, sitting and rocking back and forth, muttering to himself. His clothes were ragged, and every inch of his skin seemed to be covered in scars. The other two were evidently ready. [url=http://orig12.deviantart.net/99db/f/2011/203/4/8/black_knight_by_desithen-d41an28.png]One[/url] stood, eyes coldly regarding Mackendrick. "We are ready, aren't we brother?" The [url=https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/57/c8/33/57c8337c51b17ef9c75536bb58c736c8.jpg]other[/url] remained sitting, humming lightly to himself. "Can you hear the whispers of the forest?" He asked quietly. When no answer was forthcoming, he sighed in quiet disappointment. "Most people can't. The whispers promise blood this day."

Slade's grin grew wider, if that was possible, as he rose to his full ten foot height. [b][color=Black]"Good."[/color][/b]


[i]In the catacombs[/i]

An [url=http://digital-art-gallery.com/oid/52/600x868_9994_Forest_Warrior_2d_fantasy_snake_girl_woman_archer_elf_picture_image_digital_art.jpg]elf[/url] carefully crept into the darkness, watching carefully. [i]Remember E'docsil, this is not a vengeance mission. This is a sabotage.[/i] Her master's voice, as always sounding vaguely like three people speaking at once, whispered through her mind. [color=MediumOrchid]"I want blood."[/color] She hissed in reply. [i]You will [b]obey.[/b][/i] There was only the slightest hint of command, but she nonetheless flinched. [color=MediumOrchid]"As you command."[/color] She muttered sullenly, before disappearing in the darkness towards the Demonomancy Master. There was a grotesque sound of bones and flesh changing, and a bat flew threw the darkness from where she had been.