Judy
Sirdan arrived at the wilds besides his horse. He alternates between riding and walking to preserve his horse's stamina.

He surveyed the forest from afar to see how dense the vegetation is, and whether he could take his horse inside and still be maneuver able.
Gene
The vegetation around the area was not dense, rather, the vegetation could be considered scant if one was expecting something akin to that of a rainforest. It was a rather average forest generally. There would be no trouble with trekking on the horse if needed. 

After a short walk, Sirdan would come across remains of a campfire of sorts, with tents pitched nearby. It'd seem that there was no one around at the moment, with all of the tents seemingly empty.
Judy
Sirdan trekked through the forest slowly, laying low on his horse so his own stealth field would suppresses the noise and visibility of him and his horse magically. He occasionally sat up, surveying the area around him.

He secured the sword on his belt and brought out his kite shield, strapping it securely, before dismounting and checking the camp, keeping his situational awareness.

"Horsie, neigh loud if you smell or see anything funny." He ordered. Animal speech is a useful ability.
Gene
The horse would nod, understanding the man's words, such was a gift by the Gods to the Steppe Elves. The surroundings remained quiet. There was nothing out of usual or anything eye-catching. It would really seem like there was no one around at the moment. 

The tents consisted of daily necessities. Toiletries, dirty clothes, spare change of clothes, and the like. There was nothing out of the norm. Whoever these people were, they even brought kitchen utensils. As Sirdan was checking in one of the tents, the horse would suddenly began to neigh..!
Judy
Sirdan drew his sword and readied his shield, looking around his surrounding, but first toward the direction the horse is neighing at - It is usually an accurate way to determine where the enemy was..

He looks alert.
Gene
The bushes would visibly rustle as from it emerged a black-haired macen holding a blade. 

"..Who? " The macen stared at Sirdan, visibly confused. The man readied his blade, prepared to fight if needed. The bush the man emerged from would begin rustling again.. 

" I TOLD YOU TO WAIT, LARK! " A red-haired macen female with ponytails would appear, smacking the black-haired macen in the head before she finally noticed Sirdan. 

" Huh..? Who the hell?! " She was equipped with a bow and a quiver with a few arrows.
Judy
Sirdan backed off to his second most prized possession - namely his horse, and raised his shield just in case.

"SIrdan, I am here to seek someone in the forest. And you?"

Revealing his purpose might be dangerous, but it might also tempt them into a pre-mature attack..

He surveyed their weapons, shield and armour, to determine his chance of winning.
Gene
The girl would take a step forward, pushing the man aside. 

" Name's Rouge. We're living in this forest temporarily. So? Who are you looking for? " Her question was rather direct. Naturally, the boy behind her still gripped his blade with caution in case Sirdan were to act. Rouge would examine Sirdan thoroughly, looking at his equipment and at his horse. She'd immediately notice the distinct Elf ears, and seeing as he was working with an animal, she deduced that the man was a Steppe Elf, though, it was just a suspicion and nothing was confirmed.
Judy
The steppe elf looked sized the two individuals, considering his option. The elf himself was equipped with a decent sallet and breastplate. Not the best gear by all means, but decent still.

"I am looking for a werewolf and his follower."

*Oh boy*
Gene
" ..Another one, huh? " She glared at Sirdan before reaching for her bow and arrow. 

" We've driven off many people like you. I already said that there's no werewolf here..! " She readied her bow, aiming it at Sirdan as Lark stepped in front of Rouge, preparing for a fight as well. 

" Isolating us in this forest because you guys think there's a werewolf and some sort of follower amongst us.. Who are you trying to kid?! " She screamed.
Judy
*"It's on"* He thought to himself. They've drew weapon on him. Werewolf or not, it is time for some MURDERHOBOing.

Sirdan immediately raised his shield to defend himself, covering the unarmoured part of his body, and shifted it whenever she shifted the bow - She cannot hold it forever, not unless it is a magical bow like his.

His sword were hidden behind his shield, and he cast **Pink steel strike** Upon himself, his body glowing pink as he did so.

"I need you two to drop your weapon and come back with me to New Sunlight. Peacefully."
Gene
" Magic, is it..?! We've got our own mage..! " Rouge glared before she shot forth the first arrow towards Sirdan. It'd naturally hit the shield, but following right behind the arrow was Lark who instantly closed the distance as he swung his sword down at the shield, attempting to push Sirdan to the floor, competing with him in strength. 

The rustling of the bushes could be heard once more, " What's happening.. Rouge..? " A voice of a girl could be heard..
Judy
*Shit, a three versus one*

*Sirdan was confident that Lark was, well, probably not as strong...

He swung out the shield toward him, using his pink steel strike - plus his supernatural strength and speed, to whack Lark off balance. He followed up immediately, with another cast of pink steel strike, cutting diagonally at his arm, with the strength of five sword behind his swing.*

"CEASE FIGHTING NOW."
Gene
Lark would get whacked off balance as he fell to the ground. With Sirdan's strength, it was relatively easy to best Lark. Though, as soon as he tried cutting diagonally at Lark's arm... A fireball would get hurled towards Sirdan. It'd seemingly be from the blonde girl that had just arrived. She possessed pointy ears, like Sirdan, a distinct trait of the elves. 

Rouge quickly readied her bow once more as she shifted positions, running in a circle to get the side of Sirdan as she fired another arrow. The fireball coming from the front, and an arrow from the side.
Judy
*Shit. A three versus one. And a fireball too..*

Sirdan aborted the attempt to attack Lark, choosing to reposition himself and back off, holding up the shield to block the fireball, and then turned the now slowly burning shield toward Rouge as she moved toward his side. 

*Fuck. I'm in trouble.*

*They might be innocent, but now they're guilty of attacking me.*

*He charged toward Rouge, charging up another pink steel strike. No mercy this time. He hoped to finish her off in a single strike... By cutting diagonally at her torso.*
Gene
Rouge noticed this, would murmur something under her breath, " *Fleet Foot..!* " She then attempted to outrun the Steppe Elf as she ran towards the mage. Lark who was on the floor would take his sword as he threw it at the unaware Sirdan.

" **This is why barbaric Steppe Elves who can't even hold a conversation are trouble...!** " The blonde mage exclaimed before pointing her index finger at Sirdan, " *Electric Bolt..!* " Her hand would cackle with yellow energy before they focused on the fingertip as the war-arrow sized electric bolt emerged, flying towards Sirdan.
Judy
Sirdan had a feeling that in fact, he is not going to be able to overwhelm these three person anytime soon.

He raised his own shield to block the electric bolt again, before feeling something strike his back. The sword wasn't exactly an effective throwing weapon, but it still left a nasty cut on his butt after bouncing off his breastplate.

"...Hey! You shot out the first arrow!"

Sirdan decided to perform a tactical retreat toward his horse, so that all of his opponents were in a line in front of him, enabling him to use his shield to block any attacks.

Clearly, this is too much. He is not strong enough to overwhelm the three individuals alone and claim his reward...

"I'm here for the bloody werewolf, not you!"
Gene
The blonde elf, upon hearing Sirdan's words would slowly turn her head to glare at the archer. " **..Rouge..** I already told you that we can't drive off people with physical force! " 

" I-.. I only readied my bow! **HE** Attacked first..! " Rouge pointed at Sirdan. Meanwhile, Lark would get back on his feet as he looked to Sirdan. He was otherwise without a weapon now with his blade thrown. 

The mage and the archer would begin arguing before the bushes began rustling once more. 

" **Enough.** " A rather tall and bulky macen with grey hair would emerge from the bushes as he split both Rouge and the nameless Elf away from each other. 

The man then looked to Sirdan. " There's no '**Werewolf**' here. Go back. " He scowled.
Judy
Sirdan looked around, stepping on the sword and kicking it toward his horse. It neighed in alarm as Sirdan moved there.

"The... I was told to investigate a werewolf and his follower. What is this ruckus about?"

He asked, catching up on his breath as he recovered from the adrenaline rush
Gene
" You're from that New Sunlight Guild or whatever, huh? There've been many like you that came but like we already said, there is no werewolf here, and what follower? The nonsense that Guild spouts is appalling. If you don't believe it, you can stay with us and investigate for today, I doubt you'd find anything though. "The grey-haired man would respond, it'd seem that he was in charge of the group. The elf, Rouge and Lark would all gather behind the man.
Judy
"Then... I keep hearing rumour of a murderous werewolf and his follower. I know I shouldn't question someone living in a forest, but just exactly what the hell is going on?"

He felt obliged to ask - He don't feel safe enough to stay with them and potentially never come back, with his throat slit in middle of the night.
Gene
" Like you said, it's simply a rumour. We've been staying here for days and nothing has happened to us. —Or rather, we were isolated here since a certain someone believes that there's a werewolf follower amongst us.. How ridiculous. " The grey-haired man sighed. 

" Oiii! Laaaang...! " Yet another man would appear, one with black hair, similar to Lark but slightly shorter in stature. He seemed to be a rather cheerful man. 

" Jeez. Leaving me alone? We were supposed to collect wate— " He paused as he stared at Sirdan. 

" Who?? " He seemed visibly confused as the elf mage tapped his shoulder, filling him in quietly. 

It'd seem that the grey-haired man was called 'Lang'.
Judy
"And how could I resolve that situation? I could take you back to the guild, but of course that is not an option you all trust, I presume, even though the guild has a good reputation."

He looked at the Genki boy. Five versus one. This is getting worse and worse.

"If you could help me figure out how to explain this... So called werewolf thing, it'd be better for both of us. You won't be bothered by the guild anymore, and I finish my job."
Gene
" ..And how exactly do you want us to help you figure out about something that doesn't exist? " Lang glared down at Sirdan, seemingly annoyed by the man's persistence. 

" If you want to find out about it so much, simply stay and you'll find out that there's nothing in these woods. There's nothing else we can do. We've been isolated as the people believes that there's a werewolf follower amongst us. We're all travellers and simply visited New Salvainia at a time where apparently a 'werewolf' was loose. Though, I highly doubt that the 'werewolf' actually exists. It's probably you folks being paranoid; not the first time. " He huffed. 

" We were all strangers prior to this isolation. So none of us really know anything about each other than the necessary information like names. So I won't say that the chance of there being a werewolf follower amongst us is zero, but I highly doubt so. "

The high elf behind then spoke up, " I heard tonight's a full moon.. Apparently werewolves get agitated during such a night. So I believe that if there truly is a werewolf around these parts, it'd be active tonight.. "