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Xandur's expression never came as Adrian said what sounded like passive threats. He too knew they could not turn back, though he was now intrigued on what was so important to this man. He stated that if they went further, lives would be lost. Xandur walked closer to him, smile still on, though his words sounded cold. "Sacrifices are always necessary when standing upon the threshold to greatness." was all he said as he backed away. The Captain called for people to report, but no one seemed to be talking. Good. They sent out once again.

After hours, the group finally stopped. Xandur felt the presence of the scene in front of them far before he saw it. Acts like those left imprints upon multiple planes of existence. The sight was rather gruesome, but Xandur did not flinch or even bat an eye at the scene. He had seen much worse. It did not comfort him to know that an act of such barbarism had no sway over him, in fact it rather disturbed him. He still didn't know who he really was, after all of these years. The Captain cut down one of the men who was strung up and gave a small prayer for him. A noble gesture and sign of deep faith. Maybe this man had some redeemable qualities after all.

A cold presence that had been watching them ever since they stopped at the scene finally made herself known. It was an Elf, a white haired Elf. She spoke brazenly and her voice seemed to be filled with confidence. But, Xandur sensed wavering in her f=voice and she was surrounded in a shroud of confusion and mild desperation. Hogar and Theresa immediately began questioning the Elf, but Xandur was not fooled. He stepped out of the group, to the right of the Elf woman, a good distance away. "Are we supposed to believe you were waiting for us? Or perhaps hoping for a group such as ours?" Xandur slammed his staff into the gorund and began slowly walking towards the woman, an oddly sinister smirk on his face. His dead eye flashed purple for a brief second. "So.....when did you lose our friends here? You are seeking the same thing as we are, but seemed to have been following the wrong group......or the right group, if you had seen anything....." Xandur paused for a moment. Then chuckled a bit. "Which you didn't." He then stared at her for a bit. "You see, I see a lot of things." his dead eye flashed purple once again, but only for a brief second. He then turned around towards the Captain. "Her objective and ours is the same, she should join us. She managed to evade detection for the better part of a day. She's obviously skilled." He then turned around and gave her a genuine warm smile, completely different than the sinister one he gave earlier. "I would be willing to vouch for her." Xandur was not sure if their goals were the same, but they needed another magic user and she was obviously skilled. Having her on the team would only increase their chance of survival.