[color=0054a6]Varya Chandrar[/color]

Varya was drifting into thoughtless sleep. The day had been a long one, and he was glad it was over for him. What felt like not long after getting comfortable, a loud bang woke him abruptly from his slumber! His eyes opened wide as he jolted awake, reflexively reaching for his trusted bow. He then grabbed his quiver of arrows and slung upon his back. He rushed out without putting on any clothing. In a fight, every second counts. Having only the quiver on his back, holding his bow in hand, and completely naked, he ran out from his dwelling, his tired and rushed mind struggling to take in all the information in the midst of this sudden explosive energy. 

The first thing Varya noticed was a mass of tentacles wearing heavy plate mail and towering over everyone present, wielding an equally long and vicious lance. He did not like where this was going. Immediately upon seeing the strange aberration, Varya shrouded himself in a veil of invisibility, than took a few steps to the left as to not be in the same spot where he vanished. The creature stabbed Erwin with its enormous lance, though Erwin was still standing. Varya planted his feet firmly upon the ground, channeling the power of the earth as he casts Bhumidevi's Embrace. Steadying himself, he grabs one of his arrows and starts to slowly draw his bow, taking a deep breath as he does so to calm himself after seeing the attack on Erwin. He must be calm in the storm. He stretches the bow string until it reaches next to his right ear, his eyes fixated on the creature's left underarm. It's armor appears thick, so he is targeting where the arm guard meets the shoulder in an attempt to hit a weaker part of the armor and ideally cripple its arm.  

As Varya is fixing his aim and preparing to let loose his arrow, he heard various others object to further violence, the creature's stern warning, and chastising Erwin. Excited but heading the others concerns, he slowly relaxed the tension on the string, placing it back to neutral position and putting away his arrow. Still cautious, Varya keeps his hand firmly on his bow, but otherwise stands there, ready to enter draw position at a moments notice. As the dark man proceeded to enter the darkness, only then did the invisible elf see it as opportune to go back to the indent in the rock wall to grab his weapons and clothing. He kept his eyes glued on the stranger's wagon as he slowly walked towards the small cave. Placing trust that the entourage could react to an attack, clothed and armed himself, stepping forth once again, still obscured by his illusion magic. He kept one eye on the wagon as it slowly rode into the darkness, and another on Thernous who was thankfully unharmed during the whole situation. 

Waiting until the stranger's wagon was out of view before, Varya hid behind a bush and unveiled his illusions, before stepping out and making himself visible to everyone. He approaches Erwin, following closely behind Thernous. [color=0054a6]"Are you ok Sir Erwin? Do you need bandages or water?"[/color] His voice carrying the slightest hint of concern.