Sandra
*Upon entering the forest, there'd be nothing too abnormal upon first entry. Unlike the reports that were used to brief you, the forest itself seemed to be rather serene... Yet, on the flipside, it was eerily quiet. As night fell, the fauna of the area would've definitely begun to make their presence known. Yet this monotonous silence of the night continued for minutes as you explored, not changing in the slightest except for the crunching of leaves and the sound of rocks being tread upon.*

*As the three of them kept journeying through the woods, however, they would be able to catch the putrid scent of a rotting corpse on the wind. It was mixed in with the odious smell of feces and piss, along with the natural earthy aroma of dirt and leaves. Even the summon wasn't spared by its grotesque scent.*

*Lucien, due to his enhanced vision, would be able to see something far ahead. Hidden behind the dark oak trees, the elf would be able to make out the shifting black of mass about 240 meters ahead. Because of the various obstructions in the way, however, he wouldn't be able to get a clear picture of... Whatever it was.*
John
Lucien sighed in response to Ikari's comment. He remained unimpressed by the threat she whispered after crashing into him. He opened his mouth in preparation of his comeback, yet paused midway through. His eyes opened wide once he spotted her concerned expression. The elf decided to seal his lips shut and let her be.

The mysterious black and violet aura scattered once the group entered the forest. Lucien placed his grey coif on, shrouding his chaotic hair and gleaming eyes. His companions could notice the reduced noise of his steps in comparison to theirs. His dark garments allowed for him to slip into the shadows effortlessly. If a measure was necessary, he was about twice as hard to see and hear than they were. The stealthy elf led the rest with his farsighted qualities.

He stopped. The swordsman raised his chin and began sniffing the air attentively. A repulsive scent, one that he'd expect to encounter in a graveyard rather than a forest, crushed his sense of smell. A while was necessary for him to adapt, the stench fetid and obnoxious. Once he regained his composure, Lucien started investigating their surroundings for anything suspicious. He managed to detect a shape quite far away from them.

Lucien's sheathed blade slithered out of the cloak and froze after being lifted horizontally. Its position blocked the others in their step, the curved sword proving to be nearly as long as its user's height. He squinted in his best effort to discern the frame's nature and actions, yet even his hawk-like stare had its limits. He rose two fingers of his free hand, gesturing for them to follow him. The elf began closing the distance between the party and the target while focusing on finding a position taller than their current. From a higher point his eyes could perhaps make out the details, he thought.

*"Something, about five minutes a walk from here. I'll try getting a better view of it."* Lucien whispered loud enough for only those nearby to hear. He would occasionally check their vicinity lest they get ambushed while distracted. *"The forest is too quiet, it might be a trap. Do any of you have what to throw at it once we get in range? To test traps, sneak out enemies?"*
Curtis
Harleys knight stood at the ready infront of her. She always wished she could make him a lot taller so she could get a free piggyback ride without needing to actually walk or do anything. While noticing the elf would of ventured off in the darkness, her own night vision would be able to see him perfectly fine. She would of tilted her head wondering what exactly did he sense. Interested she would think about motion to him, but instead her eyes flickered to listen to him. 

From the message he had said, it looked as if he needed something to test out the trap, perhaps a fireball? Maybe even a lighting strike? She wasn't exactly sure of which spell would be nessacary to use to bait out a trap. She did have her own means of placing traps but that would require a simple set up procedure. "Maybe I can help." She said with a more determined look on her face.
James
Ikari caught a whiff of the scent, nose scrunching up in response as she held back a gag. Before focusing in, keeping her eyes on the elf ahead of her as he spotted more than likely whatever it was. She'd then look back over towards the elf woman behind her before speaking, "Preferably fire, and be careful not to hit Lucien up there." Her tone was calm and controlled, and lacking in any hostility, although still firm, and quiet as a whisper to hopefully prevent anyone but the two picking up on the conversation.

She'd then look over back at Lucien, "Can you point about where it is? She can send fire or something that way and that'll illuminate the area, which should be enough to figure out what we're dealing with and set off any traps." Her voice continued to be calm and a whisper. She herself remained ready as well, looking around for anything unusual in the meantime, in case anything else occurred.
John
Lucien pointed his weapon towards the target's direction, yet clicked his tongue in response to their suggestion. *"Shooting from here is out of the question. It's simply too far away."* The elf paused for a few moments, his gaze jumping from leaf to stone while he thought of a plan. He took into account what they had said, yet fully formed schemes were yet to form. Irritation came to him when no idea plausible enough came to his mind. He clenched his fist, the leather glove's squeeze loud enough for both to hear. Quickly, he remembered - he didn't come to give up immediately. A deep breath brought back his wandering attention, allowing him to be creative.

A sudden realization. The elf turned towards the witch and spoke hastily. *"Can you communicate with your summon while you're away from it? Perhaps somehow knowing its location and what it does without seeing or hearing it?"*
Curtis
Harley would then pounder on the thought of what he said. Not shooting from here? Damn! She was very sad at the idea, she was hoping to be useful with that idea. No matter the fact she decided to play alittle bit more back stepping behind her knight again for confront. She would only then realize lucian was talking to her, her ears flickered in his direction to listen in. Being able to communicate with her summon when she was away from it? Why she could pull that off easy! 

Once she had heard what he had to say, she would nod and motion her hand forward. Her summon would March its way to him and stand under earth his tree waiting for him to order it around. She was smiling and had a single drop of sweat fall down her face as she was in complete concentration. Her eyes were glowing and she was focusing on just her summon at the moment.