Joe
*The Macen would watch as his girlfriend dressed herself. He wanted to stop her, but let the Fae put on her clothes.*

"I guess you really are my girlfriend, huh?"

*Free. She was free. A former slave, her shackles were now broken. They could do whatever they wanted. But would she find out? About his past life, or maybe even double life? About the Salamanders, the killing, the darkness.*

*No, he couldn't. He wouldn't let such an innocent light be tainted by his darkness.*
Sandra
*The setting takes place in a remote area far beyond the outreaches of society, on a small area of wild, undisturbed land. The three of you - Harley, Ikari, and Lucien - were able to, some way or another, secure a job opportunity here. The job in question seemed rather dangerous, seeing that there was little known information about the actual details. All it prompted of the three of you were to investigate the area, claiming that a select few passerby found disturbing materials around the place.*

*Multiple animal corpses were found around the area, all of which were apparently killed in the same way: their bodies were split straight through the center, seemingly cut open with a knife, while their heads were savagely removed, leaving nothing behind but the stubs of their necks. They were littered throughout the place, drawing the attention of numerous hunters who subsequently reported them to the police.*

*Though the job itself would ask you for a simple investigation/observation of the area, it would be wise to expect some sort of combat. It was obvious that something was lurking within the woods, something with the malicious intent to harm; you just didn't know what it was, where it was, and when it could strike.*

*You all are already grouped up on the outskirts of a forest. It is beginning to fall dark, with the evening sky retreating in favor of the jet-black night. The lighting was still present, however; it was just rather low.*
Curtis
*The journey was rough! The very enchanting witch was making her way to the camp sight. She would have a single finger up lighting her way before making it to the outskirts of the forest to meet up with the others. She was tired and wanted rest more than anything. Normally she would have a staff with her but today she thought it would be best to go on without it. Curious, she would KD thought that she should of used her knight to carry her all the way. Rest assured she would make sure to eat plenty and rest plenty for the next day* 

"H-hello." She said with a shy voice that would sound rather enchanting. She had a natural eye sight to the darkness but preferred to always practice her magic regardless. Along the way she would have spotted multiple animal corpses, knowing her limitations it was best for her to stay in the back line of a fight. "I heard there was an easy-ish going job here. I myself am looking to prove myself more as a mage." She would look again, to see only one person would of actually showed up and that more were on the way. Curiously enough she would decide to wait keeping her guard up for now.* 

*The witch would be wearing a single crimson robe that was revealing in some parts. It did looked to be reinforced like some magic was hiding the true armor and making it look "Layered" She would have a traditional witch hat just to go with her outfit. Her eyes shone red like a crimson crystal and she would have a sly smile on her face.*
James
The crimson skinned demon stood aside her horse, with their massive blade currently resting against the ground, and their arms wrapped around the hilt, supporting themselves on it casually. The oni's singular eye glanced over towards the newly arrived drow, boring a hole into her with it's slitted pupil and yellowed tint. She'd sigh, formulating her thoughts for a moment before speaking, *'The girl looks the type to snap a heel and cry. At least Lucien's reliable.'*. 

She'd then speak, "I hope your magic isn't going to be attempting to seduce or dance whatever the hell's in that forest to death. Mage doesn't narrow it down a whole lot. Specifics, what do you do?" The demon's tone was blunter than most actual bludgeons and carried an air of casual confidence about it. She clearly wasn't one to care much for politeness or even the slightest hint of formality.

The oni wore a long red jacket, the shoulders bulging slightly from the pauldrons beneath, with gauntlets hiding some of the sleeves of the jacket. Being as she was currently mostly facing away from the newcomer, aside about half of her head and back turned to look over at her, not much was seen of her torso or legs behind the slight glint of steel where her boots were, and the edge of the thick dark gambeson under her jacket from the just barely visible bit of her jacket ending. From what you could currently see, the majority of the oni's head and face were obscured by a shaggy white mess of unkempt long hair.

"In case you didn't get what I do. I hit things with a really big sword and I'm good at getting hit back. The other guy we're waiting on, he had to stop for something in town— He's the strong, agile type. Also a big sword." She'd shortly tack on after questioning the drow.