<div class="floatleft">(http://oi49.tinypic.com/dpwt95.jpg)<br/><strong>Name:</strong> Rae<br/><strong>Species:</strong> Vampire<br/><strong>Summary:</strong> Trying to figure out <br/>what she's going to do. <br/>Real mad.<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Redemption<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong> Todd</div>It was safe to say, Rae was not a happy camper, nor was Tara. Rae had said for them to be back in an hour and a half, and it had now been two hours. If not longer. Tara had talked briefly to each of the larder groups who had arrived, and then had to send them away because she was missing some of the vital people she needed to talk to. She had a long, stern talk with Rae, and Rae said she would figure something out. Fuming on the inside, Rae went to the head ranger.<strong>"I need someone who knows the area and can fight. Preferably not human."</strong><br/><br/>He gave her sort of an odd look, crossing his arms. "I reckon you would probably know someone more than I would. All of my rangers can fight and know the area, and some of them or less human than others. But I suppose if you want a tough sonofabitch, I'd talk to Todd. He's not one of my men, but he's tough. Part Tarrack daemonling. Fought off a group of vamps today."<br/><br/><strong>"Where can I find him?"</strong><br/><br/>"Headed towards the ranger barracks. Probably takin a rest."<br/><br/>She said a quick thanks and then sped off as fast as she could, her heels tapping viciously on the hard ground. After asking a few more people, she eventually found out what room this Todd guy was staying in. She gave three good knocks to the door, then crossed her arms as she waited.<br/><hr/><div class="floatright">(http://thejohncarterfiles.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/12/Dejah-Thoris-Warrior-.jpg)<br/><strong>Name:</strong> Anyala<br/><strong>Species:</strong> Helka<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Outside of Al'Mar<br/><strong>Summary:</strong> Strategizing, maybe?<br/><strong>Tagged</strong> River, Abby, Amilcar, Keiran</div>Anyala kept up. Stamina wasn't really a problem for her. Years of running and hunting had helped that. Shred, however, looked like he gave little to know fucks. He pulled the wagon, and kept up, but occasionally stopped to smell things, or just to be a dick. Shred was funny like that. He tried to keep close to Anyala though, or Keiran, finding himself liking him for whatever reason. Not Amilcar, though, simply because Amilcar liked him too much.<br/><br/>Anyala pulled two short swords made of razor sharp bone from her belt. She looked to River,<strong>"Shred and I can go in a first and clear a path. We'll be quiet and quick."</strong>She offered, trying to think of the the best way to go about it this. A big group may be too noticable right off the bat, but if they could clear some of the trash, it may may things easier for them.