John
Speak of the devil, the mentioned man made his appearance. Sound steps of boots crushing the dirt below grew louder and louder, until the third party member was in their vicinity. An elf, barely shorter than the oni, approached the two. His expression was grim, all hints of his apparel hidden by the lengthy grey cloak wrapped around his body. A ray of moonlight cast its light over his face, revealing flawless skin and gleaming brown eyes. The breeze carried his messy black hair astray in wave-like motions. The witch could sense an aura sprawling from his being, if her person was sensitive to energy flows. A nocturnal coating force engulfed the man, faintly so.

The elf faced the stranger and gracefully bowed his head. "Lucien." A laconic soft growl clarified. Lucien gave the mage an up and down, inspecting her equipment and apparel. For a moment he gazed her revealing parts, raising a brow perplexedly. He then turned to Ikari and offered a nod. When it came to the red oni's safety, the swordsman found himself unable to harm. Such was the case that he would not be facing her, however - finally he could have the chance to meet an enemy, to not hold back.

Emotions that he couldn't keep at bay incited him. The shine of the crescent moon revealed an odd occurrence. Lucien's eyes burned a tint of black momentarily. The shift was undone soon after - leaving behind only a crooked smile on his face. *"Whoever caused this is either in this forest, or has left behind tracks which can lead us to their location. We were employed to investigate the issue and find its core. However, take heed, I'm not stopping there. I'm dealing with... **Every last one of them**. If there is anything you'd like to announce, do it now. I hate pausing once I get myself going."*

An intense current bent the edges of his cloak upwards, the tip of a sheathed blade protruding from beneath. Its scabbard was as dark as his intentions, its shape curved like his smirk. The elf observed them, listening carefully.
James
The apparent devil looked over at who she'd seemingly summoned. Her hair moved somewhat with the wind, revealing a hint of the black eye patch and the disgusting mess of burnt and melted flesh beneath it, the motion coming as she twisted her body and swung her head over to catch his nod, something she immediately returned. Her expression was blank for the most part, with the slightest hint of worry as she noticed his overly serious and worked up demeanor. 

"Ease up over there. Also, lesson time- Take your bet on what this most likely is, Cult, creature, or wildcard." She'd call over to Lucien, her eye narrowing somewhat, "You need to be able to predict these things on your own when you start taking jobs without me around. Makes it a lot easier to figure out what you're up against before you even meet it." Her voice lowered as she continued on, a hint of an edge to it, as her eye caught the hint of blackness in his eyes. "And to be able to control *Yourself.*"

"Ikari, by the way." She'd state, quickly flicking her head back over to her, her tone still uninterested.
Curtis
*The witch would then bow her head to her, just to be polite. She would open her mouth to speak, her voice always letting out a lovely enchanting sound from it. "I am an elemental mage, I can do basic spells. Recently I started to take on jobs to improve myself." Each word she said had the confidence to back herself up.* 

Her own eyes would watch the massive Oni women up and down, she was impressed to say none the least. However, she would stare at the Oni's singular eye for a moment. *With a single eye it looks like she lacks depth perception how in the world does she do it?* She wouldn't dwell on the thought much longer, trying not to upset the women for she did look like the more hulk-ish hot headed type. "W-well, to add to my magic as well I can summon a knight but that is mostly for me if I need an escort. He's been very reliable in my life. So incase we need another body I can provide that." She said while clasping her hands together with a cheerful smile on her face. 

For now she was waiting for the mentioned man, but her ear would flicker to the sound of boots crushing the dirt below. She would look back and look the man up and down. She was impressed! Seeing as she had two adventurers who knew what they were doing it would be best for her to follow their lead. For now her introduction was needed. "My name is Harley." She said with an even more formal bow this time to the both of them. "I have no complaints or gripes as to the mission we are taking. I just wish to do my best in the endeavor we are about to embark on."
John
Lucien acknowledged the witch's introduction and comment. *"I see. In that case, let us begin."* He started walking deeper into the forest. A swift halt followed, as his teacher began explaining concepts of preparation. The elf turned, stern gaze drawn on his face. He didn't react to any of her statements, simply taking notice of her tutoring. Once she finished, he replied. *"I haven't lost control."* He said dispassionately. *"A person taught me something new and I've decided to experiment."* A laconic response, yet it was all he offered regarding his more violent approach.

The darker it got, the the more prominent his aura became. In its darkest state, the night reflected his black coating, a newly formed purple tint complementing it. He spread an odor, its flavor a sweet lavender. It was unique... Even addictive. A few breaths of it enchanted others, relaxing and mesmerizing them. Completely contrasting his charming attribute, the air about him was always frigid and grave. Perhaps it had some connection with his mysterious powers?

*"I'm already aware what kind of people they are."* Lucien declared, his voice rather silent. *"**Dead.** If they try us, that is. We want to capture them alive, naturally - we might even get better pay if we do so. I'll do my best to hold back if they surrender. If they attack us, however..."* His eyes remained locked with Ikari's as he remained silent, for the best completion of his sentence was the lack thereof. The swordsman spun, continuing what he had started. *"That is all that interests me."*
James
Ikari stared over at the elf and did not take his cocky demeanor well to say the least, "Don't know who you've been talking too, but talking like that's a sound way to get your teeth kicked in. Cut the shit and return to all of us mortals down here you knife eared blood sucker." Her tone was very much stern, as her glare burned a hole through. It wasn't this common for her to be nearly this rough on her, but the oni despised arrogance above all else.

"You sound like the things that butchered *Him.* Get a hold of yourself and don't make me regret taking you along because you decided to have a power trip." She'd shortly add on, interrupting whatever he intended to reply with, with little regard. Frustration was evident in her demeanor to say the least, and the edge and venom on that sentence made her stance more than evident.

She'd turn her back to him as she heaved the monstrously large and hefty blade over her shoulder, the large crescent tipped catching a gleam of moonlight as she did so. She'd roll her shoulders, taking a deep breath as she quickly mentally prepared herself for whatever they might find in the looming oaks before them.

"You don't know anything about what's in those woods. Don't act like you're some kind of cocky badass on your first real job. Now, is everyone prepared to actually get to work?" She'd ask, casting her gaze back, quickly glancing between the elven duo.
Curtis
*Harley was a bit confused, her eyes glowed a light hue to them. It was very curious to inspect the new man. His aura seemed so hard to understand. She would put her hands on her chin and continue to eye him. It was rather obvious she was looking him up and down. She wanted to inspect him further but felt it would be rude if she did. So she would stop staring. The thought would be etched into the back of her brain. *

All she would do is follow them, she would have a slight glow to her hands as well to make sure she was ready to quick cast a spell in case anything went wrong. Overing that he wanted the enemys alive she decided to chime in. "Oh! I have frost traps if that will work. Once we incapacitate them I can put the frost trap down and capture them that way it will be easier to move them back" 

Hearing the Oni speak yet again, it would startle Harley. She would Jump and her hat would lift off her head a bit before grabbing it and putting it back on. Like a cartoon she laughed some. "Whoops! I do apologize if my demeanor was unprofessional to you." She said with hesitant wording. She did not know if she was over pushing it, but for now she just decided to go along with it. "Oh! I am a back line mage, should I go ahead and summon my knight?"
James
The oni quickly turned her eye over to the drow, "I'm talking to Lucien. Not you. You're doing fine." She'd state, not wanting the contents of her berating to be misconstrued. Surprisingly, there was legitimate sincerity and concern in her voice; she was legitimately apologetic. Perhaps there was more to the forward, and seemingly aggressive, and blunt oni then there seemed. She'd reply to the drow's question,"Yea. Go ahead and summon. No reason not too, and it'd be slow for you to do mid-fight."
John
Lucien paused as the Ikari interrupted him. While she berated him , the elf kept peering the road ahead. Once she reached her finale, the dark man turned. Most of his grimace remained obscure, his face but a dark silhouette. His eyes looked into her general direction, their shine contrasting the shade that encircled him. *"I thought you heard me the first time. That is all that interests me. Don't start worrying about my safety now, knowing well enough that I won't die before settling the score."*

The unknown aura remained as strong, its user moving his gaze towards the witch. He studied her body again, noticing her growing curiosity. A smirk, charming and sinister at the same time, revealed mutual interest. After that short delay, he spun towards the road again. *"Now, if you wish to continue arguing with me, we might as well just cancel this job and apologize to the employers. We're here for a reason. Despite my new talents, I am far from a clairvoyant. I can't tell what type of enemy I will meet, so I'll simply move forward. Are you coming or staying behind?"* Lucien looked at her over his shoulder, frown apparent on his face. His eyes, burning black in that moment of annoyance, were set on the brute.

The elf sighed and paused, absorbing the night's sky mindfully. He awaited the mage's summon before advancing.
Curtis
"Right away!" She said as she began to mutter to herself. Her eyes were closed and she was forming runes around her with her magic. As she began to chant her eyes became completely red as lighting would exit the sides of her eyes. Not long then, she would clasp her hands together and get into a stance shooting the ground with lighting before she would make another gesture. 

From the ground a single translucent circle would appear as a single knight would slowly arise from the ground. His armor with have the symbol of a rose stating that he belonged to Harley, and his main gear would consist of a Longsword and mace shield. He would be kneeling on the ground as the rest of him started to transmuteate out of thin air. Not long now, Harley would still be shocking him with her lighting finishing the rest of her summon. She would be taking a deep breath and her legs would feel shaken. "T-there! Now we have a forth member!" The knight would raise and then flick his sword out wielding it infront of him before proceeding to be by harleys side.
James
Ikari simply gritted her teeth and continued moving forward, ignoring his comment as she went ahead and strolled into the woods. The elf was met with the demon's shoulder as she passed by him as she shoved past. Her glare met his for a moment as she did so, her eye locking with his. Only he would hear the muttered words that came next, "If you don't cut it, you'll end up no better than what you're hunting for. I don't want to be the one who has to cut you down when you fall that far. Please don't make me." Her tone was stern, and somewhat hard to make out due to how quiet she was, however it was backed by legitimate empathy and concern. Her glare softened as she gazed into him, the hint of a pleading expression on her face. She hated to see him like this, and much preferred the far softer elf boy she'd saved at that graveyard oh so long ago.

However, the moment was shortly over, and the demon nearly out of sight as she continued moving along, trudging into the treeline of the forest and her form being somewhat difficult to make out due to the long shadows cast from the trees, and the limited light the moonlit sky provided.

"Come on. Let's get this over with." She'd call back, waiting a moment for the others to catch up, examining her surroundings as she did so.