Marie
It was late afternoon on a warm summer day, and here on the outskirts of town between Aismir and the Steep Wood that surrounded it like a thick, dark blanket were a number of lesser-used routes that led down into the peaceful city. This was not the sort of route that merchants with their wagons would use, for the paths through the hills were rocky and narrow, but for those making their way on foot, the paths were fine and afforded many pleasant views along the course of their meandering way. 

The Steep Wood was a dangerous wood in the best of times, and here the rangers that patrolled the area were usually sufficient to keep would-be brigands out of sight, but on this fine afternoon, hungry bellies had encouraged a trio of ruffians to set up an ambush at one of those narrow points between two boulders in the pass, and spying a lone victim making her way in toward town, hunkered down in preparation to pounce upon their would-be prey...
Kathleen
*The woman in question would walk through the rugged path with thinning patience, stepping carefully over rocks and roots as she made her way towards town. Every corner along the path sparked a tinge of hope, always hoping she would spot the silhouettes of buildings through the trees. She wasn't able to recall how long she had been walking for, but her aching feet told her that it was for far too long.*

*Eden rolled her neck as she adjusted the way her instrument sat on her back. At this point she could feel the strap digging itself into her shoulder, and the periodic relief wasn't quite doing it for her. Stopping at a narrow point in the path, Eden would lift the strap over her head and settle the instrument into her other shoulder. With any luck, she would only have to walk for a while longer before she reaches town..*
Joseph
An enchanter sat upon his quiet little alcove in a tree, obscured by a tangle of vines he had grown through arcanistry. Although his mood had been somewhat soured by new ban from The Three Cups due to an unforeseen forest happening to grow inside of his rooms. He was overjoyed at the large four pointed star 'tattoo' thing or whatever it was called he now had on his back. He also was exceedingly pleased to have learned that he could place enchantments upon living beings.. Well only time would tell if that bit of magic turned out to be a curse or a boon for that tiefling.. *Keladan grinned*
 The clever pink devil would have to begin more experiments as soon as the first opportunity arose. He also figured that if he did impermanent ones it would take much less strain upon the mana stores and most likely no sort of magical recipe involved in it either.. Just stick someone with a transmutation circle... He theorised there were many ways it could go wrong, which of course is why he hadn't tried on himself yet. He hummed a lilting tune and puffed clouds of pink smoke, his legs swinging below him. Now that he'd had a moment to relax and think properly and cease his dramatic antics. He figured he could just return down the path into town and sneak back through the balcony to his rooms. Surely they would still be overgrown and left alone..
 *In a moment he would hop down and head back on the short walk to Aisimir.*