[color=92278f]Vivian[/color]

    Most of the group took the time to answer the Bard's question. A few seemed to just ignore the question. She did not know what to make of that. It seemed the ones that talked all wanted to go places. Well except her and Parum who felt like settling down. Catarina however felt the desire to go elsewhere. Vivian was planning on following after her once this mission was a success. Then Malkai alerted them to possible enemies. He did not say what but their figures were dark. Well that helped out a bundle. She sighed and decided to reposition. Take her new spot right beside Parum. She braved the rays of the sun to be prepared for what might come. Cat mentioned a village and hoped that they could reach it. If not they might wonder into a fight,... so soon already too. If felt like only a couple minutes ago they just left the darn city. She kept her staff in both hands ready to use it. Hopefully she could just use her own spells and not have to conjure her familiar. These people might not feel to comfortable with a giant scorpion... even if she was the one who released it. 

[color=00aeef]Alexander[/color]

 Fordes immediatly began to sniff the air. Trying to pick up any scent. What it got was not something he expected. It smelled of dog but it wasn't quite right. It was new to Fordes ,but it picked them up alright. He let out a little bark to Alexander to try and voice it's concern. Alex traveling with the dire wolf for quite awhile knew how to decipher what the animal was saying. Malkai was right. Something was out there. Whether it was friendly or not was undetermined. The bard tried to justify that the people might not be bandits or enemies but people passing through just like them. Which is possible. They could be but then again they probably might not. He drew his sword and kept it ready. [color=00aeef]"Nothing wrong with being ready for a fight though. Let's just keep on our guard."[/color] He wasn't worried. Any combatant would have to worry about not just him but Fordes as well.

[color=a36209]Gnolls[/color] 

  The Gnolls had gotten a bit closer to the group using the sand as much camouflage. They hoped it would keep them hidden but one gestured to the falcon returning to it's owner. [color=a36209]"Think it spotted us?"[/color] It asked. The others watched it and not very soon after the group began drawing their weapons. 
[color=a36209]"Well that answers that question... there goes our element of surprise."[/color] He looked around and figured they were not enough to handle such a well equiped group. Then he saw her... their quarry. The elf witch sitting beside the halfling. He then grinned devilishly. [color=a36209]"You, go back to the camp and grab reinforcements. We will set up a trap up ahead. I have an idea.... I wonder what their group would feel if their elf company turned out to not be so white as she appears."[/color] The others smiled as well and began to cackle like that of a hyena. They got up and dispersed......



..... For the group it would seem like nothing was popping out at them just yet. however the area looked rather unnatural to someone who regulars this area. Side from the large sand dunes there was also smaller bumps in the sand so to speak. Almost as if graves were dug or something was buried underneath. As they kept going it would sooner be found out that something was underneath the sands. One by one each of the monsters burst from the sands. They were large and covered in sandy fur. The also carried makeshift armor from what would like parts they stole. Not well made but it did its job judging from the nicks on some of them. Their weapons also varied from different types and sizes. One such Gnoll had a buckler and a war axe, the one beside it a little ways to the left. That one carried a greatsword. However, the one taking charge came up from the front.  He stood a good deal aways. His weapons was two longswords. He gestured to his comrades and barked at them and then. Looked to the driver Parum and then to Malkai.

 [color=a36209]"Now now,... we are not here to sack your wagon. We came here for just one thing only. One person actually."[/color] He lifted his sword up and tilted it to point it right at Vivian. Vivian gulped and began to feel uneasy. [color=a36209]"We want the she elf and we thinks after I tell you the truth about her..... you will let us take her and you can go on your way."[/color] He said. He began to cackle once more. The others began to follow.

 [color=a36209]"She is no surface elf.... oh no she is far worse then any pale skinned elf from the north. In fact her kin go deep south if you catch my meaning."[/color] He continued. [color=a36209]"On the surface she hides what is inside her. She is a dark skinned elf of the drow."[/color] He the extended his fingers. [color=a36209]"You  can't really believe a elf would normally walk around with a scythe like that do you?"[/color] He shook his head and then spat on the ground. [color=a36209]"We want the drow elf,... that is all. Give her over to us and continue on with your mission you can."[/color] He stared right at Vivian afterwards.

 Vivian felt nervous and a bit shocked that these things knew what she was and she wasn't doing a good job with her act now. She was trembling. It began to build up from fear to anger. She was not letting these dogs take her. They large but they where not many and they only outnumbered them two to one. She knew they could take these monsters out. Then she began to think... but would these people fight them  with her. Would they help her or would they abandon her. These things wanted to take her... specifically her and knew what she was. This only meant her house was involved and they where on the surface. They were using these dogmen to grab her. She was not going to go down without a fight.... She refused.

 [color=92278f]"I'm not going anywhere......"[/color] Vivian spoke as she removed her necklace. As she did her appearance quickly changed from that of a elf to that of a drow. Her eyes went from blue to a vivid color. Her hair turned even brighter. She smirked and looked to who she hoped to be her friends. [color=92278f]"Yes I am a drow and I disguised my appearance. How else would I a rogue drow enter a city like Sapphire." [/color] She spoke. If anyone the orc would understand. She then looked over at the Gnolls. [color=92278f]"I thought if I chose the desert as my place of escape that I could be free of my house.... yet here are their dogs. Growling and slobbering."[/color] 

 Out of anger she rose her staff up and aimed it towards a group of the Gnoll to her right. The great jewel in the center began to glow. [color=92278f]"Come out Selma,... Your meal awaits you."[/color] She said. A beam shot out and from the sands emerged a large monsterous scorpion. It immediatly began to attack one of the gnolls. She then immediatly slid down and readied her scythe for the others. [color=92278f]"Im not going down without a fight..."[/color]