Little to Xavio's knowledge the merchant he played a trick on sent one of his henchmen after him. Of course she wasn't exactly a man. Wearing half plate iron armor including one sinister looking helmet. She followed after him as he ran. When she saw him run off with a camel she grumbled. "Stupid pink skinned punk... I show him a thing or two." The woman said. Her tusks poking out from under her lip as she spoke. She then whistled and a painted horse came running up to her. She climbed on the horse and with a flick of the reigns it was off. She then pulled out a large great sword. It was jagged and sharp. She began her chase of the damn mage who thought it would be funny to rob her client. Her horse gaining the distance between them rather quickly. As she got closer and closer she could see a group of adventurers. Friends of his?... no not by his choice of words.
Jarvis turned his body around making a grunt as he did so. He saw the man hollering at them to wait and then he saw the biggest woman he ever saw. Big with half plate armor and she was a dark shade of green and long black hair done up in a pony tail poked out the back of said helmet. The sword she held out was also huge. His eyes widened as he knew what it was. A female orc warrior charging towards them. They were still close to the city for it to be from the local tribes. Even they aren't that stupid. He raised a brow,.... "Yeah yeah we hear you,... what about your friend?" He asked as he halted his boar. As the guy got closer so did the orc female.
The orc warrior soon over took Xavio and his camel and then came in cutting him of at a good distance and putting her steed in between him and the company. Jarvis decided to close in with his boar to save the human. He knew this orc had business with him and it wasn't going to end well. "Hey, before you kill him, let me as you one thing. How much does your employer pay you?" He asked.
In response the orc turned her head around. "5 gold a day and free ale." She answered. The dwarf looked her up and down and at the steed. "Bullshit,... you look worth more then that. Well if you would like a better paycheck. Join us, we are on a mission for the mages guild and we know how well they pay." He offered.
The female orc raised a brow and lowered her great sword. "You a dwarf wouldn't mind me joining your group?" She asked.
"That's what I am asking,... we could use a tough warrior like yourself. This one also wants to join us as well. We got enough room of course. I honestly don't mind. I threw out my pride a long time ago." He said. Well he still had some pride but this much he could stomach.
She nodded and sheathed her blade. She looked to the mage and narrowed her eyes. "You can thank the dwarf that you get to keep your head today." She said. She then walked her horse over to the dwarf. "Pleasure to be working with you then,... my name is Graug, whats yours?" She asked.
"Jarvis,.... and the boar. Her name is Betsy." He answered. She bowed her head to the both of them and then nodded to the rest of his crew of misfits.
With that Jarvis turned his boar back around and off they went. Vivian saw this and she actually gained some confidence. She looked back at the city and towards Jarvis. "Seeing as I saw you accept Graug into our ranks. Perhaps I can be a little forthcoming with what I am."
"Yeah an elf right?" Jarvis said.
"I am an elf just not the type you see now." She said. This caused him to turn his head at her and his eyes narrowed. Trying to get her meaning. She sighed and then rose her scythe in the air. The jewel glowed and suddenly her disguise spell turned off. Revealing to the group what she truly was.
Her white silk clothing turning into that of red and her skin going from a pale white to a dark violet color. Her hair going from a blonde to a silver white. Then came her eyes. Her eyes were a vivid color. With in her robes poked out a large black beak. The bird that emerged the rest of the way was a good sized Raven. She was not surface elf. She was a drow elf of the underdark. What surprised her was his reaction. He simply just shrugged it off.
"Aw your a drow elf,... huh I suppose if you can stomach being inside the shell of a surface elf your good enough for me. Besides,... rogue drow are not too rare. Don't know why you went rogue, and don't care. Well not right now anyway. Perhaps later you can exchange as to the why when we make camp."
For some reason he was not bothered too much by it and she could tell. She was a little surprised by that.