Linda
*Terrel would brush his ways past the overgrown woodland, making his way through the forest in him heading towards the Mentian countries. Only recently had he completed his previous travels, though now he found himself winding right back where he started it. It would be wrong to say that this place didn't carry some memory in it, but it was but a faint thought that sat in the back of his mind with every branch that threatened to get in his way. With his starkness, it seemed every tree was out for him, but it was as easy a simple push out of the way.

Terrel was in no rush. He had months of walking still ahead of him, and with the lack of companionship for the time being, he didn't have a reason to speed up his progress. For the first time in a long while, he found himself moving at his own pace. He'd keep his gaze ahead, half conscious of any potential dangers that a forest this large may carry. He didn't travel unprepared, far from it even. With the large sword he carried on top of his full plated armor, he would almost seem like a threat outside of the pig mask and red cloak he wore. It was a strange contradiction, but the Elf favored it in his attire.*
Mary
*He didn't know how long he's been running for but he knows for a fact that his legs are really tired from the strain of running through the forest terrain after stealing his latest prize. Xylon didn't mean to get caught during his heist but it wasn't his fault he got a little too distracted on the way outside the exit, which ended with the owner spotting him and also spotting the small gem in his hand belonging to said owner, it ended with him running quickly out the window and straight towards the forest. You'd think after years of running from every possible threat he'd be use to it by now but nope! Slowing down he leaned against a tree for support as he catched his breathe, before he heard heavy footsteps and a single glimpse of a person that he quickly hid in the nearby bush trying to get a glimpse of the mysterious figure while also keeping hidden so he wouldn't be on the receiving end of a sword.

Peeking abit Xylon spots an elf with a pig mask and red cloaked attire, he thought it was a bit weird but then again he would be a hypocrite for saying such since he's technically wearing a raccoon cloak and tail, but that's not the thing he should be focusing on but instead the large sword the mysterious elf carried along side him which ok was very intimidating but he's not gonna cave in from just a sword- as quickly as his pride came in flourish also came the loud snap of a twig he accidentally stepped on alarming him* "Oh no-" *He quickly shuts his mouth with his hands and looks towards the elf with the pig mask watching for his reaction and maaybe Xylon is pissing his pants abit but nobody has to know that.*
Linda
*Terrel would come to a slow stop at the sound of a twig snapping unlike his own, pausing for a moment as if he were listening out for something. He'd have assumed it to be some random forest animal if not for the quiet words that soon followed the noise. It seemed he wasn't alone out in the forest. Turning his gaze in the direction the sound had come from, he'd squint slightly, not making out who it was with all the forestry that surrounded them, but knowing enough to have a general direction. Were they some bandit? Another traveler? A forest dweller? It could have been all for he had encountered each of them before. The sudden silence afterwards didn't seem to help his case, but the Elf didn't see them as much as a threat.*

"Come on out."*He'd say in his naturally low tone of voice.*"I'm not a huntsman."*The term could have applied whether the person was just a wild animal or not.*"Unless you want to make it a chase, but I can guarantee no one wants to try their chances racing a hog."*He'd bring his arms into his cloak, his mild attempt at appearing more passive in him waiting for a response. The Elf didn't really plan on chasing the person away, simply letting them feel under threat enough to run if they so choose to. And if they chose to fight? Well the Elf had his hand near his hilt if it ever came down to it.*
Mary
*Sweating bullets by the second Xylon reflected on those words the mysterious elf had said, He's definitely not gonna win a foot race against this guy.. And he's definitely not gonna win a fight with him either not with that large of a sword the elf is wielding, though he never had any conflict on his adventures through the years there was some close calls ending in a few bruises and large cuts, but this? He's definitely gonna get sliced in half and in this situation and it'll end in him on the ground blood pooling everywhere and he's not ready to die yet-.* 

*So after some reconsideration he raises himself and away from his hiding spot and for good measures with a dagger towards his opponent. His brows furrowed, eyes looking towards the mask and slightly flickering towards the swords, sweating nervously* "Are you sure your not gonna slice me in half with that thing?" *He gestures to the sword.*

"I wouldn't fancy myself getting sliced in the middle of a forest by someone i barely knew you know?" *Though voice slightly shaky he manages to put up a brave facade, he can definitely take this guy if he needed- totally! Definitely.. He gives a strained smile waiting for a reaction.*
Linda
*Terrel would eye the newcomer, his gaze traveling to the person's get up before eventually falling upon the dagger he pointed out towards him. He'd let out a huff of amusement as he'd look down at Xylon. Maybe he wasn't anything more than a Forest Dweller. A strange one at best in him wearing a raccoon tail atop his outfit. Terrel supposed he couldn't be the one to talk though. In him asking if he was planning on attacking him, Terrel would allow a light grin to form at the corner of his mouth.*

"That depends. You're not planning on giving me a paper-cut with that dagger are you?"*He'd say with a chuckle.*"I won't unsheathe my weapon unless you put up a fight, but I'm guessing that's not what you're here for, is it?"*Terrel supposed there was the chance of there always being a paid assassin about, but who'd want to send one after him anyways? Besides, the raccoon person looked like hardly more than a kid and if that's who they were paying, it seemed he had a bit to catch up on.*

"What are you doing out in the forest by yourself, kid?"*He'd ask him.*"It takes more than a dagger and a small bout of courage to survive half the things this place throws your way."
Mary
*He scoffs a bit, really? A kid joke? Man this guy needs to learn to throw better insults but he won't poke a sleeping bear even if it meant he get a shiny reward in return, he slowly lowered the dagger though still keeping it in his hand incase he'll need to fight.* 

"First off I'm not a kid old man, and secondly i came here to hide abit the why is none of your business, and for your information this dagger has served me well over the years by killing or severely injuring those who has crossed my path!" *He says with a small puff of his chest* "Now it's my turn, what's your name and what are *You* Doing here alone in the forest? You got a body to bury or something?"

*He eyes him suspiciously, this guy is definitely not gonna be easy to beat down but with a few one liners and random zipping around him maybe he'll get the chance to swiftly knock him off his feet... Though for now he'll play the long game.*
Linda
*He'd look the person up and down, saying casually:*"Could have fooled me."*The Elf didn't care much for the old man comment, knowing very well that in Elven years neither of them came close to the title. Maybe it was his boisterousness or overconfidence that caused Terrel to find amusement in the man's bragging. At least he had his hobbies down packed even if his feistiness left him confessing more than a person of his 'profession' would have thought to be logical. So he was some kind of murderer on the loose? Or at least a wannabe one. Terrel couldn't see this person killing much more than the local rat infestation.

In being asked if he was out here having a body to burry, he'd look at Xylon, saying:*"I might be considering it."*With a light stretch, followed by a scratch to the back of his head, he'd hold a gloved hand out towards the raccoon person in greeting.*"Name's Terrel. At least formerly. I can also be referred to as hog, pigman, swine, you can probably guess the rest."

*Drawing his hand back to his cloak, he'd say:*"Since it seems like we're doing a whole introduction to each other, what's your name kid? And what parents do I have to send for about their missing child?"*Weak insult or not, Terrel found amusement in jabbing at him with the Raccoon's over confidence.*
Mary
*At the mention of the word "Parents" His overconfident and boisterous facade dropped instantly like a rock that has been dropped from a high cliff and he dropped the dagger by accident, he instantly picked it back up trying to hold himself together whilst trying to look as normal as possible and not seem like he just shattered for a second before replying* "Well nice to meet you Mr. Terral pretty large array of nicknames ya got there, the names Xylon and i don't think you would be sending me off with a missing childs poster tapped to my face anytime soon."

*Hopefully he wouldn't notice the misstep, he didn't need pity from a stranger! He's been working just fine on his own and managing well for himself, if you could call stealing something worth being proud of but he didn't care about that.*