Gregory
"You should have no worries... Should the dwarf fail to kill the fiends, he most definitely might eat them." Another sigh came from the pale oni, though assigned the sin of greed and promised an at least generous reward of gold, she wasn't too enthused to go on such a mission with Brakken. Nor Korin for that matter since chaos always followed the two. Invola always preferred things to go as planned and they definitely weren't going to today. "Though don't expect anything to be clean, if they don't believe in the gods they'll sacrifice anything to protect themselves."
Yvonne
*The four of you would be walking through the woods when you would spot an orange glow. Moving closer, you would see 4 prominent figures: A large goluth, who was bare chested, runic tattoos on his body. A Qua, with 4 arms, his arms sheathed in steel. A tall woman, with a large, curved Dao at her side, wearing a set of Almain rivet, and a high elf with a bow slung over her shoulder, armed with two daggers as well. However, two other, shorter figures could be seen, due to the Oni's dark vision. They would be able to make out two more enemies, a fairly human treton, who was unarmed, and a masked air macen, with what looked like a single dagger strapped to his waist.*
Gustavo
Shidori stepped forward, drawing her katana. The blade sung her name as it left its sheathe, and her eyes zoned in on the tall woman. Twirling her blade in one hand, she drew her tanto in the other, then entered her usual stance. It was clear the emotionless woman was not interested in negotiations. Shidori was ready to kill. The blonde stilled, waiting for anyone to move. Waiting for the prey to bolt.
Gregory
"Shidori you should wait." Invola would whisper while she stood amidst the darkness, confident that she wouldn't be seen in with her now dark skin. "We should wait for our fearless leader to make a plan." The woman was much less armed than the other three, but she still had a dagger strapped to her belt, a bow on her back, and an ice golem ready to cast. "It's best to actually think about this seeing as they don't look like and everyday cult, and I'm sure Korin could tell you the same."
William
"Hmmmmm... Yeppers, they certainly aren't normal are they... It's almost as if they are combat ready." Korins eyes were cold, calculating, but at the same time passionate, but for what? "If you want to wait a few seconds I can do something special... A dark aura surrounded Korin as she readied her infamous spell. "The goal... Of all life..." Waiting to complete the cast until everyone was ready
Ella
*Being too slow to react or even chatge into battle Brakken waited patiently for orders. Or course, when the sign of enemies was first mentioned he made sure to stand in front of the others*

"Are these the ones we have to kill? We're already so far from the temple and I barely got to eat anything." *Of course Brakken would be complaining since he didn devour a truckful before leaving. To sate his hungry he settled with pouring a mug of ale for himself and downing the contents with a soft sigh. Was not food, but it did soothe him.*
Yvonne
*The group would be talking by the campfire when suddenly the treton would point in their direction. Immediately the enemies begin drawing their weapons. The Goluth's fists are adorned with bronze knuckledusters, the woman draws her dao, the elf draws back her bow, the qua stands up, two spiritual arms sprouting from his shoudlers, and the masked man pulls out his sword to reveal, not one, but two, short swords. Butterfly swords. What was most surprising was that the Treton would pull out an icy talisman, and her frozen guardian would appear in front of her. The dao user points her blade in your direction.*

"I wouldn't do this if I were you."
Ella
*Brakken was busy pouring another mug with his traveling keg and held it up to the hostile crew and gave a warm smile as he stepped forward in front of the others.*

"Do what? Share a drink with a friend? We were about to sit down for lunch. Come join us." *Brakken pat his jolly belly and took a sip of the ale he poured as he was able to ignore for too long before bringing himself to drink it.*