Cathy
*A good mile or so away from the humble town of Lyndon, there is an old, beat down trail worn away with the passings of time and the winds of change. On the path, the four of you, Mizu, Yuu, Kohm, and Oshikuru, could barely make out a mass amount of horse and donkey hoofprints accompanied by the tracks that seemed to resemble human footsteps, some carved with the bottoms of shoes, other roughly engraved with the callouses on the bottoms of bare feet. On certain points on the ground, you can make out several streamlined trails that shifted often between wavy and straight, most likely due to a wagon being pulled. There was a great abundance of these tracks, most of them ensuing the horse hoof prints that came before.

 It is dark, a good hour or two past sundown, and the trail was only barely visible to the untrained eye. The wind rustles in and out it audibility, the soft spoken shaking of the trees becoming ever more prominent as the night wore on. At times, they stopped with seemingly bated breath, as if something had ruptured the peace within the tranquil forest. Accompanying this feeling of unease was the air of a lingering evil, the atmosphere of innocents slain, a twisted melody lamenting of unwilling weapons. It echoed when it was there, but was silent where it was not. The moon shining faintly above your head would signify that the gods would not accompany you on this quest, shunning the party in its celestial disapproval.*

*The feeling of panic and distraught still remained, lingering even after the evacuees of the village were long gone, some fleeing from the settlement permanently, some hoping that one day they can come and reclaim their lost land. It was growing impossibly darker as you four walked on, almost as if the very night itself was affected by this plight.

However, in the distance you spot two flaming torches, lighting up to reveal a small portion of wooden walls and a shoddy gate. There were two figures there, staring at you all from a distance. They radiated no malice nor hostility, however; just the feeling of apprehensiveness appropriate for the setting. There was a feeling of necrotic energy growing ever so stronger emanating from the village, oppressive and malevolent in its blight. It loomed over the village with a feeling of impending doom, like a commander preparing to burn down a village. There is time for introductions, story, and most importantly, morale boosting, before you four set off for the village.*
Mary
*Oshikuru would have just left from meeting EinEin. He would be jogging towards the place to meet. Necromancy didn't really scare him, but he did notice the change in atmosphere. He would be dressed in samurai armor, with tiny dents, but he was missing his helmet. His face was white, as were his horns and hair. Both were long. His teeth are slightly fanged*
Willie
*Yuu wouldn't be in much of a rush to get to the meeting place. This was evident in his demeanor when he exited the woods and made it onto the road where they were supposed to meet. It was relaxed and confident, though his eyes didn't look particularly thrilled. One might think that it's because he was scared of the fight ahead, but those that knew him would know it's because he had just woken up and was bored. He was not in his transformed form, so he only had 3 grey tails and dark eyes. A few seconds after he got onto the road, a wolf exited behind him, walking up to him and rubbing it's side against his leg as he ruffled it's fur.*
Peter
*Mizu would be coming back after having some fun in the village. She had just finished a job for the man who had died, and figured she would have some fun before hitting the road again. It was good fortune on her part that this necromancy event occurred shortly after as she would've been very upset at missing such a rare event. It also would prove useful to cover her tracks on the few 'tricks' she did here. The people would likely connect them to vile magics going around here than to her, or at least she hoped. She wondered who else would come deal with this event. Hopefully they would be as entertained as that young female orinate that she met a few days ago. Her long bushy wolf tail would wave back and forth in excitement, eager to see what challenges the day had in store for her today*
Shirley
Kohm made most of the journey on camelback, dismissing Jamal when approaching the rendezvous. The air truly was blighted, as rumours had whispered, and it tinged his heart with wariness. He moved at a steady pace, his simple cloak wrapped around him, which in this atmosphere made it seem as if he had blended into the night, using darkness as a shroud.
Willie
*Yuu would yawn and look around at the people present.* "I was told it was a going to be four adventurers and three knights. So I guess we're waiting for the bloo- for them." *He would clear his throat, looking around once more. An Oni, an Okamimimi, and a Macen. The only one he was really interested in is the Okamimimi, not only because she was the same race as him and that wasn't the most common thing, but he also smelled the blood on her breath as she got closer. It was faint, but it was there.* "Guess this is the part where we introduce ourselves? You can call me Yuu."
Peter
*Mizu would eye the 3 other compatriots before her. She would muse over the pale oni, noticing the dents in his armor and lack of helmet despite wearing heavy armor everywhere else. This fellow must be a fighter and must have recently got into one as she would lick her lips, breathing in the scent of blood that her nose would pick up from the oni's head as well as the smell of burnt flesh. She hadn't tasted pale oni in a long while, and hoped that if the Oni didn't prove himself entertaining in battle that he would at least serve as a delightful delicacy.*
*She would then look over to the macen. He seemed to be mage of sorts, being able to summon mounts and the lack of heavy armor. Macen's were a common meal to Mizu, albeit she was interested in what other magics this macen may know. Overall the man didn't seem worth her interest though, but maybe he would surprise her later on. She certainly enjoyed surprises*
*Lastly she would look over to the Okamimi and thankfully her face was cover by a mask, otherwise she might have send chills down the poor male's spine as her eyes were filled with lust. How long has she been searching for a fellow Okamimi, and a male one at that. It would seem her kind were rare, which made finding a mate extremely difficult for her. Even worse the few Okamimi she did meet did not seem to meet her standards.*
*However, looking at this male's well toned body made her mouth water, but in the back of her mind reason was telling her not to get her hopes up. The muscles could be just for show, though he did seem like a skilled magic user at the very least as she noticed his 3 tails and the wolves besides him were clearly not natural, meaning they were likely summons. It would be best to observe him in today's event before making any moves. She would then clear her throat*
Mary
*Oshikuru would look around. He saw two Oriates, both magic based on their gear, and a weathered macen. The female Oriate seems to be excited, for something. The Macen has a cloak, but is obviously still a Macen. Just looking at him you could tell.*
Adolfo
"Ah, the name's Kyuu. Funny how our names sound so similar, no? I'm pleased to see that my comrades for this quest seem strong."
Peter
*It would not escape Mizu how Yuu had stuttered as her keen ears would pick up on it. It was a mistake she often made as well, and she would smile underneath her mask as her tail would wave back and forth even faster, realizing he too was a vampire. Could this be fate? Have the gods of love finally united her with her mate?*
Willie
"Yuu... Kyuu." *He would scratch his chin, then grin, looking at her.* "They -are- similar.~ Well, I guess since we're going to fight now I should prepare." 

*Saying that he would close his eyes and clear his thoughts. Crossing his arms as the air around them becomes colder and colder and after a few seconds it reaches the required temperature. Tails of ice begin to form, having the same shape and mobility as his own grey ones, totalling at 9. His eyes glow blue and horns made of ice start to form a few inches from his ears. His arms start to increase in size as they turn to ice and his icy claws form at his finger tips. As he opens them again, he breathes out some misty cold air. He would raise his arms and spread them to either side and one at a time, magical circles would form before each one, winterwolves emerging. To finish his 'ritual' he would toss two talismans before him, from which a steppe elf archer and a macen knight would appear.*

"Do we really need to wait for the knights? I think we are enough people now~" *There was an obvious undertone of cockiness in his voice and despite there being three comrades, he looked at Mizu as he said that, sensing that she is probably the strongest one.*
Shirley
"I'm Kohm. Hope we can get along fine."

Kohm almost frowned as he saw the strange company surrounding him. While he wasn't particularly bothered by most racial differences and lacked particularly sharp senses, something in his spine told him there was something he could see that something was just a tad off with the Oriate that called herself Kyuu. Of course, it was merely a guess done on his instinct, and for now, he did not delve into that thought pattern too deeply.

As the other coincidentally similarly named Oriate, Yuu summoned extra men to bolster their ranks, some approval would rise from his mind. An experienced summoner was appreciated everywhere, after all. However, what he stated was pretty foolhardy, and while he was aware that he was one of the stronger members and could back up his claims to some extent at least, there was no reason to refuse extra manpower. 

Ordinarily, he would have spoken up, but while he lacked in raw senses he was better at picking up social cues, and he was subtly aware that Yuu and Kyuu were having an unspoken interaction. He couldn't put his finger on the details, without sufficient information, but for now, he just watched how things would progress with some mild interest.
Mary
*Oshikuru could tell that Kyuu wasn't the woman's real name. Seriously? Just the other guy's name with a K? Her tails were wagging faster as well, so she seemed to be interested in something. Probably in Yuu. After all, after Yuu's slip up he could tell he was a vampire. As for Kyuu, well, hiding was hard for vampires. Yuu has then summoned a bunch of stuff, wolves, an archer, a knight, and had gotten some cool ice armor. He doesn't really care about the slight tone of cockiness in Yuu's voice. Kohm seemed pretty simple, nothing to fancy, but he may be helpful. Remembering the warning of his employer, he speaks, choosing his words carefully*
Barbara
"My name is Kagemusha. We are all here for the hunt, correct?" *He would give no indication that he was lying*
Peter
*Mizu didn't seem to make much of an effort to try to remember the macen's name. They die too quickly in her perspective as just when she is about to get familiar with one they seem to be barely alive with their joints in agony and their hair gray. The oni however seemed interesting enough to remember as she recalled their kind lived somewhat long.*
*However her primary interest was still on the Yuu. She would watch in delight as he summoned his small army of summons and as he transformed into a much more impressive looking orinate. Looks like her guess was right about him being a skilled magic users, and his skills certainly didn't disappoint. Wanting to show-off a bit as well in hopes of attracting Yuu's attention, she would press her spear Kyūketsuki on the ground and let loose a bellow of air*
Adolfo
"Indeed we are all here for the hunt. I certainly won't mind leaving with just the 4 of us as well. At the very least we have the numbers"
Mary
*Wow. Show offs. Oshikuru could tell that they were more powerful than he or Kohm, by a large degree. Heck, he was just fast. That was his only advantage. And maybe his armor as well. Hopefully Kohm was the weakest one in the group, he hated to be the weak link in the chain*
Sean
Well, if we're all ready, lets begin the hunt? I woke up for this! The knights can come later, we're dealing with a necromancer here, them dying would just be a nuisance.
Willie
*Yuu did notice her spear maneuver, though wasn't really sure what to make of it. The spear certainly seemed strong, probably matching the owners own strength. The thought of that made him grin. He didn't say anything else though, just looked forth at the wooden walls of the village.*
Shirley
While Kohm didn't care much with the confident displays of the two Oriates, he did note the fact that somehow they seemed to have a shared interest in one another. Interesting, but for now it wasn't much important.

After some thinking, while noting that generally it would be a bad idea to leave without the knights in tow, considering the more subtle nature of the quest a smaller group might be more effective in rooting out whatever happened, with less chance of mortalities. Too many cooks spoiled the soup, so to speak. 

"Sure, let us proceed then."
Cathy
*Walking towards Lyndon, the two orbs of light that you saw in the distance would soon grow, revealing torches that were set aflame by seemingly magical fire. The light would give way to some examples of the panic that had struck the town just a couple days earlier; run down houses near the gate, pieces of the wall torn onto the floor, even a dead man's corpse lying in the street, his face unrecognizable due to the amount of injuries it had sustained. The features of the two figures would enhance to where you could see their faces; one, a weary old man with a gray beard and a balding head of hair, his eyes exhausted by the trail of time. He wore a sort of tattered robe, using one of his hands to hold a walking cane to help him stand upright. He didnt look weak by any means; rather, tired. The other, a young, lean man with a brown tunic and orange hair, with a chiseled face bearing a grim expression. He had a steel sword by his belt, his arms crossed in the light of the torches. He would stare you all down with a look of melancholy in his eyes, his furrowed eyebrows squinting together as you lot approached. When you got close, he would put his hands by his waist and ask:*

"So. I suppose you lot are here to help, correct? As you can see-" *He spread his right arm out, beholding the ghost town behind him. "We're a bit... Lacking in population."

*Stepping forward a bit, the old man would speak as well.*

"You feel that energy, yes? That evil, malicious energy that reeks of rot and piss. Fuck, it smells worse than the pigs dung I had to clean out back in the day. Thats the signal of a necromancer, and a damn strong one at that. I would say its not too late to back out, but I feel the dark energy growing. I fear if you act too late, it will be the last mistake I would ever make, letting you lot go."
Willie
*Yuu would listen to the man, seemingly bored with the speech. If they really had little time to act, was there really point to all these words? He would walk forth past the man, his Macen knight walking ahead of him, the Archer walking behind, while the wolves circled around his sides. He looked at his companions to see if they would keep listening to the man or would follow him into the town. Then his eyes met those of the elder and he spoke in a calm and collected manner.*
Sean
We knew what we signed up for when we took the job. Why don't you just tell us where we have to go, and do our thing. Sound good?
Barbara
"Seems about right. Just wondering, where are the three knights we were supposed to meet. Are they scared? Late? Dead?"
Shirley
Seeing no need to speak up, Kohm remains silent, following the flow of the conversation.
Peter
*Mizu also wasn't one for words. Simply put she wasn't going to let two measly guards ruin her fun and doubted they could stop her or any of them really. Perhaps she might not be paid, but when you live as long as she has wealth doesn't really concern you that much*