((You should see my point score in games like Baldur's Gate Dark Alliance 1 and 2.  You'd know from that alone I never run from a fight, no matter how tough it is.))<br/><br/><strong>Neria Zathrieal<br/>Time; Day 1, Morning<br/>Location; Fare Forest<br/>Tagged; Solo</strong><br/><br/>Neria was glad that Solo was alright, her concern for his well being sated, at least for the moment.  Even so, when yet another slime appeared in a panic this time, she turned towards the sound and stood her ground, not about to run if a monster as powerful as the man made it sound was loose on the land.  Too many people would be killed if they left it alone, at least that's what she was thinking anyway as she pulled her sword and shield again.  "No Solo.  I'm a cleric that follows the elven god of war and protection.  It's my faith and my belief that we stand and fight for the innocents this thing might slay if we do not take it down now."  Her voice was commanding and only a fool would not listen well to what she said, sounding quite convincing as well.  Fires burned brightly in her sea green orbs that told anyone her mind was made up, and only a fool would try to stop her now as the fire demon roared again before coming out of the trees.  Even the light elf, who had seen much and experienced much, was in a bit of shock at what the creature looked like, but she was not about to run now.  "Stand firm Solo!  We fight or we die together!"  To make sure he didn't back down too soon, Neria cast a spell that would bolster the young man's bravery as well as her own as she swept her shield arm as if to cover an area designated by her, although it wasn't needed in her case as a white light bathed them both, imbuing them with the courage to stand strong as she completed the spell before going onto the next one she had in mind.<br/><br/>The next spell was directed at the demon before them.  It wouldn't kill it given its immense size and strength most likely, but it'd weaken it sorely if it worked at all.  Holding her sword arm out this time, her blade pointed at the creature before her, Neria shouted the command words as a blue beam shot out of her sword at the end which hit the fire beast square in the chest.  At first, nothing would seem to happen, but then the flames covering the creature would turn blue, and the heat they were generating would turn ice cold, damaging the beast substantially as long as it was able to continue.  The monster in question howled as the fires that kept it going were suddenly being used against it, and it was hurting quite painfully from it.  "Now, let's end this together!"  Neria shouted, charging in fast before the creature could recover, hoping her Cold Fire spell would last long enough to end this fight.<br/><br/>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/><strong>Giselle Do'Urden<br/>Time; Day 1, Morning<br/>Location; Hillsbrow Village/Inn<br/>Tagged; Daria, Arianna, and Zoltan</strong><br/><br/>"I get the feeling the way he brushed by me at the door that he isn't the one to follow orders very well.  Neither am I though since I prefer to lead rather than to follow."  Giselle replied, finishing up her small breakfast just as the mage was getting slapped in the face by the barmaid.  The display was amusing, but she bit her tongue so she didn't insult the man by laughing at his misfortune, although it was hard not too.  Even so, she stilled as he swept his eyes over her and Daria, and Giselle returned the stare, wondering what kind of man he was under the flirty attitude he had presented thus far, having caught every word he had spoken to the woman that had taken offense to his comments.  She had briefly looked as a newcomer came into the inn, suspecting there was more to the patron than met the eye under her cloak and the way she moved, having seen plenty of skilled rogues that could move with at least some semblance of the same skill she tried to keep hidden.  To a trained observer like her though, the facade was easy to see through, at least to a certain extent.  Her attention was torn away however when a guardsman rushed into the room, beaten and bruised but otherwise alright as he explained that a monster was attacking even as he spoke.  Daria didn't even have time to look at Giselle as she rose from her table and rushed for the door, her hands already going for her twin scimitar blades that rested on her hips.  "What are you waiting on Daria?  Let's go!"  Giselle commanded, most likely earning the captain's ire for bossing her around, but the more time they wasted the more people would end up either hurt or dead, and that the half Drow ranger would not tolerate.