<em>Edges of the Black Forest</em><br/><br/>Whatever this being was Elias did not believe it friendly but when a figure suddenly formed out of the fog and darkness ahead he restrained himself from throwing knives at the man. Whoever the man was it was clear he was responsible for the darkness and the howling of wolves in the distance, but he had done nothing actually hostile yet. Killing a man for being spooky and mysterious did not fit in with Elias' creed. He trees themselves seemed to laugh at him as the man disappeared, fog curling round his legs as if hundreds of ghosts were appearing from the forest to claw at his clothes. His face was fixed in a defiant snarl as he stared after the man, but before he could give chase he heard a scream. The scream came from up ahead and Elias was instantly moving, perhaps the man was troubling someone else, perhaps he could help. He sprinted in the direction the figure had disappeared, despite his speed his feet still making no sound on the forest floor.