RP: Crimson Sword

[The Viking Thunder]

Harolas moved up toward Calixto and rode alongside. He nodded at the Elegant elf and asked, " What manner of threat do we face, will a few archers and swordsmen suffice against the evil that the bird has spotted ? Should we not await for the arrival of sturdy comrades before we brashly undertake on this perilous quest?"

Calixto looked at Harolas, irritation writ across his brow at this impudent young one challenging his authority. "Time is what I have little of to spare, Elf of Mirkwood,' he said, " Even as we speak the Crimson Sword nears the grasp of the evil ones, all will be lost if we tarry any longer. Fear not for there are many friends and allies to aid us as we go along."

Harolas nodded again and dropped back, letting the steel eyed Bulvard and the beautiful Gwyn pass him by. As he sidled up to Elwyn, he smiled and said, " We may be in for more than bargained for." She nodded and whispered, " But we are ready for all such eventualities."

Harolas resumed his hummed song and Elwyn joined in softly.