Well they certainly were not alone. Apparently this little fire here had caused a bunch of people to run through here. There was the woman who was at the fire, who turned around to see a strong-looking man with a sword come barreling in looking for a bandit. After half-scaring her to death, trying to get away, the swordsman decided to laugh, sit down, and simply start eating like he had made the campfire himself. These humans were... Weird. He could never fully understand them, and half the time they made not the slightest bit of sense. The only thing that did make sense was the woman giving glances at him and Cedran himself. Hell, Cedran would be a bit worried if he was in that situation. 

A few paces behind him he heard the patter of what seemed like a horse... Or something rather smaller... But before he could process a mental image in his head, an elf seemed to pop out of seemingly nowhere. Well, at least, in the dark it seemed like it. Although Cedran usually didn't have much trouble seeing in the dark. The elf seemed a little less intimidating, but only slightly more rational as she offered food to the woman and told the swordsman to quit scaring the poor girl. Well great, he went from being all alone to seeing a spontaneous thanksgiving dinner erupt. And apparently he was invited, as the elf addressed him like she knew him and said to come over to the campfire. If only they knew...

[color=red]"[i]Monster[/i] is somewhat subjective, elf. I would rather stay at a healthy distance. I can't promise I'm not a monster more than any of you can"[/color] Cedran said, reluctantly coming to just the edge of the light of the fire, lighting up his facial features. The bright eyes, wavy hair, light stubble of his face, all visible as his hood gently fell back. 

[color=red]"It's quite funny how suddenly in a few moments, you all want to make a surprise feast in the middle of gods only know where we are. Except for her, hiding and ready to escape. The most sensible between you three."[/color] Cedran chuckled, looking completely lax, calm. [color=red]"I'm not very threatened by any of you, and I've gotten somewhat bored and lonely on my trip. So I'll stay, but three conditions: I'm not taking part in your quaint little dinner here, I'm not a friend, and if any of you end up in a five foot radius of me... I can't guarantee limbs will be accounted for. Clear? Clear."[/color] And with that, Cedran sat up against a broken piece of ruins, yawning as he stretched and tried to get into a comfortable position. He undid his cloak, balling it up and putting it behind his back. Rocks weren't very comfy. Cedran's muscular physique showed, covered by only some light leather armor that only covered the vitals, and normal black pants. 

[color=red]"Oh, and between the three of you, you should find the intelligence to not wake me if I'm asleep. Otherwise you're sure to regret the outcome."[/color]