The choosing of a leader mattered not to the ranger. Quite honestly, he was relieved. He had seen Sassy glance his way as she looked over the candidates, yet Reliat knew he wasn't the one for the job. He was a lone wolf ranger from the deep surrounding woods, he didn't know nor care to lead anyone or anything.<br/><br/>His deep resonating voice was quiet, "My bow and skills are at the ready, and at your command when needed, Lord Vendati." Rel bowed slightly in the direction of the Blanqua. The tall ranger seemed more relaxed now that the position of leader was determined, and took an at-ease form of posture as he waited to move on with the journey.<br/><br/>He had come prepared to go at a moment's notice. If Nys meant there was an hour before they would leave, he would purchase a few more shafts and heads to take with him for this mission. Something told him an extra few dozen would come in handy. He did not look forward to seeing the twisted changed forms of beasts he had come to love and admire when they entered the mist. He also didn't relish putting them down, yet it would be merciful and humane to do so.