Janet
*She turned up her nose at the the implied dismissal, registering the look of longing given to the fumbling bandits, then taking in her ashen skin and almost predatory menace radiated around her, becoming extremely anxious. Vampires had always been a specific problem for her, somthing about Aesimari blood. It escaped her, but she was intent to put some distance between herself and the vampire, walking almost nonchalantly to aid the tiefling.* "Fine, perhaps don't play with your food so much next time and I won't get the insane urge to throw myself into a grinder."
Joseph
This appeared to be the opportune moment. He could maybe even sell a trinket or two.. The stars provide all chance encounters after all. An elf couldn't deny the whims of above such as that. But oh lord.. Now that his stress about combat has eased a bit.. A new dread began to slowly pour into him. *Women*.. Possibly *More terrifying and nerve racking than bandits.* He put a slight glamour enchanting on his already lustrous hair to really dazzle and charm any onlooker.. *A good strain to uphold mana-wise but it should be fine..*

 The elf leapt and swung from an adjacent bough and landed in a dexterous way upon the path. An elf would have his first ever heroic moment now!
His hair loose and with one neat rose pink braid trailing down the side. It waved as he ran forth but he must have been a bit loud on his landing and the mace wielder turned on him brandishing the sickening thing. 
He panicked then and fumbled with the transmutation parchment. Instead of coming in close enough to get the man himself he slapped the paper onto the mace and it *Shifted it form and took on a red color and scales.* 
 The bandit now held an strange four legged weapon with a scary looking scaled reptilian face at the end where the spikes now where somewhat reminiscent of horns. It was damned ugly and even more menacing than before to look at some how..
Marie
Carver seemed to notice the transformed mace well before the thug leader wielding it, but as the tiefling's face turned to one of horror at the very sight of the scaly new shape of the thing, the thug, too, turned to look at it, gaping in a mix of astonishment and terror. Throwing the mace away from himself, the man stumbled backwards shaking his head— right into Laini. Now disturbed, he turned to see his accomplices largely subdued, despite one of them starting to climbing back to his feet beside Eve, and turning his head all around, saw that they were now somehow outnumbered. 

"What the hell!?" He asked in an angry snarl. "What the hell did ya all come from? Lil fuckers coming out of the woodwork, ya are!" Rather than come to the aid of his fellows however, the leader turned toward the narrow ravine by which he had snuck in and fled, leaving them to fend for themselves.

Carver was left behind to eye the disturbing sight of that reptilian mace on the ground, then glanced over at Keladan as he rose back to a standing position. "Did *You* Do that? That's disturbing! Will it *Stay* That way?" Despite the thing being a hybrid chunk of wood, metal and flesh, his intrinsic curiosity could not be quelled long.
Kathleen
*Scrunching up her nose at the girl, she would watch as she..'rushed' to aid the tiefling. Play with her food? How could she tell?..She snickered to herself as her attention was now turned to the sudden arrival of the elf. Their numbers made her uncomfortable- had they been following her from the previous town? It would make some sense out of the girl's assumption.*

*Her eyes widened as she watched the mace turn into that horrible creature- but it planted a seed of intrigue. She had never seen anything like this before, but as she reminded herself of her previous thoughts she came to realize she wasn't sure what to think of that... Even worse, it looked like the creature was... Alive. With a shudder she would start to shuffle away, now avoiding the recovering grunt. It wouldn't be worth sticking around to feed so long as she was outnumbered.*