Just as the camp began to come into view two figures rose from the bushes, evidently posted as guards. Before Rosali could react they had their blades out. Despite this hostile gesture they made no move to approach or harm the princess. One turned and called out towards the camp while the other kept his watchful eye on the strange girl before him. "That's quite a some skirt you gots there missus," he smiled cruelly as he swept his gaze across her body, "Are you tryings to seduce me? Cause I-"<br/><br/>His words turned into a yelp of pain as a thin, needle like dagger shoved its way through his sword hand. As he reached to grab his dropped sword a boot came down on his head, forcing him into the earth. A third man, an elf, stood over him. His yellow hair and bright blue eyes carried a sadistic, almost dreamy expression as he watched the first man struggle beneath his iron studded boot. Licking the blood from his needle like weapon he turned his eyes to Rosali, his sadistic expression changing into one of thinly veiled jeering disguised as kindness.<br/><br/>"Welcome Lady Corset," he drawled, bowing in a mocking manner, "To the humble company of Dorath. I am the lowly leader of our heroic brigade, fighting for that which is righteous and protecting the weak. Ah but pray tell, to what do I who the honor of such a finely dressed and noble woman coming to my pathetic and meager company? Surely you can't have business with lowly Dorath and his band of savages?"<br/><br/>As he said this other well armed and foul looking men moved out from the shadows, slowly moving to surround the princess. If she didn't move quickly she would be trapped between them.