Name: Jonathan<br/>Floor: 50<br/>Location: Leaving Algade<br/><hr/><br/><strong>"Jake, Rose!"</strong>Jonathan exclaimed with a growing smile at the sight of two of his old party members. He had not been certain whether the message had actually gotten through or not. Six gave them far better chances at coming home with a victory, without casualties. At least that is what the man convinced himself, dragging those leather gloves over the scruff on his chin as he began reminding himself the respective strengths and weaknesses of the two newcomers.<br/><br/><strong>"I think this is everyone we're going to get"</strong>he said with a growing smile, stepping away from the group for a moment, only to turn back and face them after a few paces.<strong>"Thank you everyone for coming tonight, and helping to increase my chances of making it through Christmas alive. Wouldn't be the holidays at the Hellyer household without a small chance of death, hehe...."</strong>laughing awkwardly at his own bad joke, feeling suddenly like some shitty standup comedian.<br/><br/><strong>"Anyway, let's head out. If we hurry we won't miss Santa</strong>", that same awkward laugh again before Jonathan finally turned and walked off with the party towards the looming tree-line of the forest ahead. Through the haze of the snow the light, sounds and sight of Algade would be gone within only a few moments, replaced by tall snow covered pines which thankfully caught enough of the falling white powder to seem as though the storm was letting up a bit. The trek would take nearly an hour he estimated before the lake was within sight. Well, that was another hour they had to prepare, and for Jonathan to try and devise a gameplan.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><em>David watched as the party made it's way off into the woods, his stealth skill from months of covert operations for various unsavory people having been more than enough to keep him undetected beneath the layers of snow. <strong>"Now where, oh where, are they headed off too."</strong></em>