Michael
Galin stared blankly at Arthur for a moment pondering wether or not to accompany the small macen or the person he couldnt quite identify. Galin decided for perhaps his own safety of himself that joining the mysteriousman was most likelynot the best idea. Galin then reluctantly replied with his arms crossed, "While I do enjoy killing *And i mean really enjoy it*, i enjoy money more than killing. Sorry mister, but im going to accompany this litte guy.", galin then pats Mevis' head as if he had been friends for ages,"Besides", he remarks smirking, "I doubt this little guy could stay alive on his own.", In Galin's mind a person of short stature was quite a significant amount weaker than a person of height. Galin knew that this way of thinking was flawed in many ways but he had nothing else to base the combat abilities of someone.
Luis
*Arthur nodded his head in a sort of blank agreement. Disappointed at the fact that he'd probably be entering the forest most likely alone, he went back to the tavern. He didn't want to be hasty, because he did not know the enemy well at all. He decided to walk into the tavern and munch on a piece of Walnut bread, and he decided to think about his plan of attack.*

*He began to recall the people he saw that day. The woman who reported the singing. The small boy who looked frail as can be. The tall elf who was grim to the point of death itself. The woman with the striking blue eyes that offered to help out with the quest. Four people, including him, and the only one who wanted to stick by Arthur was himself. Talk about a sad life.*
Mark
*Given the way the elf dressed and the way he carried himself including when he suddenly appeared behind Mevis in the tavern, Mevis had a suspicion of what kind of work he did. But when the elf patted his head, Mevis couldn't help but see a bit of his old mentor in him. The elves hands weren't as warm or caring, as expected from what Mevis assumed to be his work, but they were stable and reassuring nevertheless. The Kitsune looked sad and lonely, and Mevis understood that pain. He had experienced something similar himself as well, a similar kind of pain, the same desire for vengeance. He wished he could reach out and tell the Kitsune that he wasn't alone, but he couldn't. Cus, Mevis knew that we be a lie. Despite resonating with this Kitsune, Mevis felt alone. Mevis knew he was weak, so how could he be strong enough for others to rely on him. So all Mevis could do was watch as the Kitsune walked away, all alone. Mevis lets out another sigh and looks up to the elf.*
"Thanks for sticking with me. I'll try my best not to hold you back..."
Jeffrey
"How about we go after him. He will still be helping us tomorrow even if our methods differ..."
Luis
*Arthur sits in the tavern, moodily munching bread. He keeps thinking about tomorrow's assault, but everything he thinks about keeps leading back to the bread he's eating. Arthur doesn't drink alcohol, for he never really acquired the taste, but gets a glass of water from the front table while no one was looking.*
Michael
Galin pondered for a second he answered, "Maybe you're right", bowing out and streatching his hand towards the tavern, "Lead the way oh small one." He smirked at that last remark.
Mark
*Mevis nods and walks back to the Hacken's Hole. Upon seeing Arthur sitting all alone eating bread, Mevis comes over and pulls a chair.*
"So, uh, you like bread huh?"
*Retroactively Mevis realizes what a stupid question this is to start a conversation but it's too late to take it back.*
Luis
*Arthur glances at the sudden question towards Mevis. He hadn't noticed the two walk in, for he was too busy eating his bread.*

"Well, it's my staple food. There's not much food you can carry around without having it go stale, and bread seemed to be the best option. You can buy a lot of varieties for low cost, they all taste different, there's just a lot of different types of bread. I personally like white bread and Walnut bread the best. So I guess that does mean I like bread." Arthur says in a joking tone, hoping to lighten up the mood.
Mark
*Mevis smiles slightly as he realizes how similar the two of them are as Mevis also likes bread as it is rich in energy and even if it goes stale it is still edible.*
"Y-yeah, I think the same way. I actually have over 100 pounds of bread stored away and eat a little bit of it each day. Guess we are bread fanatics, eh? Ha ha ha" *Laughs Mevis awkwardly*
Luis
"To be honest, I only have 20 or so pounds of bread in this here backpack," *Arthur pats his bag to emphasize*, "And I actually don't eat a whole lot. I only eat after I finish training my magical skills. Magic, and swordsmanship that is. Best of both worlds."
Michael
Galin smirks at the man sitting, "So you are a swordsman and a magician i take it?", galin was intrigued by the man as he also was a person that enjoyed both worlds of combat, the close combat blade to blade action aswell as longer range spell on spell combat. Although Galin was not all too proficient in the longer range tactics, one day he would learn but for now his focus was on closer range things.
Luis
"Yeah. I've studied the magical arts for my entire life, ever since I was born," Arthur begins. "I was good in all kinds, but I drew closer and closer to Fire and Earth magic because I had a strong affinity towards them. Thats why my spells are circulated around those two kinds of magic. I'm also training as a swordsman because my dream is to be a swordmancer, someone who could effectively wield magic and a sword with equal proficiency. Basically a swordmage." 

*Arthur looks at the elf. The elf does seem to have his fair share of scars from combat, a trait in which the kitsune could admire. He seemed like a well seasoned warrior, contrasted to the Macen boy accompanying him.*
Michael
Galin decided to sit down so he wouldn't hurt his feet from standing, " I too am proficient in both use of sword and spells. Sadly this is what is expected of my job, its either be the best or die like the rest.", He continues looking the kitsune in the eyes, "I myself am more akin to lightning type magic, my sword can atest to that statement.", his sword was his prized possession as it made him stronger and had a weird sort of affinity to it. Not to mention it was basically made for a user of electricity.
Luis
"I see," The kitsune began. "Is that what a magic weapon looks like? It seems very, very powerful. I for one focus more on my spellcraft than swordsmanship, but still, my skill with the sword isn't to be taken lightly. It's been about 7 years since I started, but I caught on pretty quickly I'd say." 

*Arthur turns to Mevis.*

"What about you? What do you do?"
Mark
*Mevis had been taking mental note of these two predator's abilities. He is amazed at how confident they could be to just share their abilities and affinities to one another. Just because they were all working together for this one quest doesn't mean that one week down the line the same people won't be coming after your life. As a weakling, it would be best to keep as much information as you can to yourself so you can use it for a slight advantage later on.
He chuckles weakly.* "I don't really have any magic items or know how to use weapons. Even so, I will try my best for this quest. Hopefully we will all do well"
Luis
*Arthur nods, then heads upstairs in the tavern.* 
"I'm going to go sleep upstairs. Good night you two; let's prepare for tomorrow."
Michael
Galin headed upstairs to sleep aswell, "Goodnight!", he yelled.
Mark
*Mevis nods and heads to bed as well*
Jose
After the commotion and all the people leaving after some time, Mai decided to find somewhere to sleep this night. She covered all her body with her black long sized coat, her light blue eyes looking around for someone. The area was now quiet, people sleeping and going to their houses. She walked through the paths, with slight and silent steps as a cat. After finding a tree, she looked to both sides, checking if anyone was near. She began to climb it and laid down on a branch, looking at the starry sky and slowly falling asleep.
Mark
*Mevis twists and turns in his bed, wondering why he was having so much trouble trying to sleep. Perhaps he should take a walk, a nice night stroll always calmed his nerves. As Mevis starts to head out he suddenly notices that the sun is still out.* 
"....Wait a minute..."
Mevis then rushes over to the elves room, banging on it 
"Uh, Elf! Not so sure why we decided to sleep, but there is still light out, and we kind of need to deal with the cultists! Let's go!"
*Mevis then rushes over to the kitsune's room*
"Uh, kistune, I know you may be a bit down, but we can't afford to sleep right now. We need to take down those cultists before nightfall! Let's go!"
*Mevis realizes he has no idea where the lady is, so he decides to just run out door yelling*
"Uh, black coat lady! Don't know where you are, but if you are in the city, please meet us at the forest! We kind of got distracted, but we are going there now. Hope to see you there!"
*Mevis then sprints over toward the forest hoping the others are following*
Luis
*Arthur walks into his room, but turns after noticing his window remaining bright because of the sun. He realized that he acted like such a fool, and was about to head back outside when he heard the singing some more.*
*The chanting from the forest grew louder and louder, still beautiful in it's contents. However, this time it was almost oppressive, it was tyrannical, if it made sense that a song could be that way. Arthur knew that this was a precursor for something terrible, feeling that something dark and dangerous were to happen quick. He continued listening, and it seemed to remain that volume for a prolonged amount of time. Arthur knew that whoever got kidnapped into the forest by the cultists did not have much time left.*
"'Uh, kitsune, I know you may be a bit down, but we can't afford to sleep right now. We need to take down those cultists before nightfall! Let's go!'" 
*Arthur paused. That was the little Macen boy. What was his name... Maven? Melvin? Mevis? Mevis, that was the one.*
*Arthur burst out the door quickly, leaping from the top of the stairs down into the bar floor, ramming through the front door onto the threshold of the forest. He decided that it was idiotic to go alone and that if he did, he could easily get killed. Waiting for the rest of the party, Arthur paused as he listened to the music. It wasn't growing louder; it was stagnant. If they had to act, they truly had to act right now.*
Jose
Mai heard the yelling from Mevis, opening her eyes quickly. She jumped from the tree's branch, landing silently on the ground. She saw Arthur and Mevis from far, walking toward the two. Now her coat wasn't covering her body, it was falling from her shoulders.
She was quiet at the moment, she didn't want to socialize right now. She stood next to the Kitsune, only giving a glance toward him with her light blue eyes shinning by the sun. Her eyes then caught the sight of the forest. She sniffed, feeling the nature's smelling, but another smell... A strange smell... Of something mysterious and probably, dangerous.
Michael
Galin awoke quickly after he heard the macen boy yelling something about a light and cultists. Cultists was all he needed to hear, quickly realizing that it was the next day, Galin glided down the stairs of the tavern excited for this opportunity of cultist killing. Thrusting the door of the tavern open with both hands the sun startlingly hit Galin directly in the face. Galin thought that the sun was not exactly in the right place for it to be morning. Then Galin noticed that it was not even close to the next day it was relatively close to the time he went to bed. Upon noticing the group, Galin walked up next to the macen boy and questioned, "Are we all ready to fight these dumb cultists?", his sword was shining against the light of the sun, "This is the perfect time to fight some idiots.", he thought to himself.

This was an amazing chance for Galin, not only was he able to gain a quite large sum of money from this but it also would be his first battling experience against cultists. Although this was not his first quest, it was exciting nontheless. Especially considering he would be able to form new pacts and bonds with the people currently around him, maybe him taking the job of bouncer for the "Hacken's Hole" Tavern was fate. Perhaps it was chance, whatever it was, he knew, that this would be fun.
John
*At the edge of the forest, the chanting could be clearly heard, though it was still some distance away, at least 200ft. Evening would be a few hours away, so there was no hindrance to their collective visibility. All the same, it would be challenging to sneak in the daylight, though possible. The faintest hints of smoke through the trees could be caught by the average person, and the singing was still relatively calm. Between them and the ritual would be a densely forested path.*
Luis
*Arthur stared down his companions(?). The song staying at a stagnant pitch and volume, Arthur realized they could not waste any time loafing around and doing nothing. Arthur begins to step into the forest, motioning for the others to come along, albeit silently. Before going in, however, Arthur said this:*
"Today's the day, let's go in," Arthur began. "We don't have a lot of time left before the song could change it's tune, so we need to rescue this person as quickly as possible while eliminating all cultists we see in a swift manner. Don't bother taking them alive, since they're going to cost us time. And time, right now, is of the essence; we don't have any to spare. Let's get the victim first, then hunt the cultists down. Or, that's what I believe should be the most effective course of action. Are you all coming along with me?"
Mark
"While I still believe we can capture the cultists, I can agree to rescuing the victims first. So I am willing to follow you up till we rescue them. After that, I will be dealing with the cultist my way." *Says Mevis with a serious tone unlike his usual nervous-self. It would appear with lives on the line, the uneasiness that was plaguing him has disappeared and was instead replaced with determination. His muscles stand poised, ready to take action. He scans the surroundings for any possible leads.*
Jose
Mai nodded with her head at the two, she wanted to help the victims and after dealing with the cultists. "I agree..." Her voice had a calm tone.
She tried looking inside the forest as her eyesight was better than a normal person, but nothing could be seen. She only was able to hear the chanting. Mai likes to make things silent and "*Gracious*", she preferred to not interfere in their conversation and only to make what they wanted, she knew if she'd make the things like she wants it would be fatal for one of them. She was the kind of fighters who gets close silently and then attacks to kill her prey with an accurate and precise attack.