"So where are you guys headed?" Just asked as she walked toward the skeleton to recover her knife and surcharging it's body of anything useful. She found a pouch containing 20 gold(/whatever currency is is) and 2 throwing knifes.

He heard them talking and followed them, when he was following them he stepped on a stick and made sound, he ran and hide behind a tree.

"What was that?" Just said hearing the twig snap and turning to look in the direction she head it come from. (sorry it's short Admin)

(Nah, it's fine ˚ω˚)

"I don't really know where i am headed... All I know is that I need to escape." Gandal said, his last words turning to a mumble. "I am being hunted by the army.."

Just's heightened elf hearing heard what Gandal said.
"I was banished form my home." She said looking a sad turning back around to talk to Gandal. (what currency to they have in (couldn't be bothered to go see what it's called again)  )

Gandal didn't know how to reply to Just. 'We need to move, I have someone to meet.' Gandal felt his sword, feeling safe, before moving away from the imposing church which he had been trapped in for months.

He wondered, "I wonder if I could join them and help" He walked out behind them and shouted "OI!, Can I join you guys?"

Gandal flipped around, slipping his sword from his sheath, brandishing the metal.. He whispered, not wanting to be caught by guards, 'who are you?' Gandal said.

"I'm Dakkar, my friends call me Nemo, I'm from the ShadowHood clan, I'm here to help"

Gandal cocked his head, 'how are we supposed to know you,re not part of the army?' He said, the sword still pointed at the 'stranger.'

"Trust me, I've been running from those 'idiots' since they took my parents" a tear fell from his eye.

Gandal placed his sword in his scabbard. 'I am sorry... Nemo.' He paused. 'We all had our parents killed... Or taken. 'I am gandal.'

He approached and shook his hand. "Nice to meet you too, now what?

'We are escaping, I am meeting an old friend.' Gandal said, starting to walk briskly into the darkness of the night. The others followed close behind, the church wasn't visible anymore.

He walked silently until Gandal's destination. He peered at his hand, he saw light. "Guys" he paused "we better stay to the shadows from now".

Gandal nodded, the streets were dead and the only sign of life was animals scuttling past, yelping. The houses had blasted windows and some were burnt to ashes. In the distance, light spilled from a building and gandal smiled secretly. 'Let's move.' Gandal muttered, quickening his walk.

Marluxia followed far behind everyone else. Gandal, my parents aren't dead. And nor were they taken. They abandoned me when I was just a little girl. Said that I was some sort of trouble-maker. Heh, they don't know the half of it now. Marluxia heard something scuttling behind her. She removed her bow from her torso and an arrow from it's quiver and aimed it towards where she heard the noise.

Gandal felt the thoughts pulse through his head as he saw Marluxia sheath her bow. 'What is it?' Gandal said, placing a sweaty palm on the hilt pof his sword, weariness showing in his eyes. Gandal then moved his hand to a pocket, brandishing a crimson dagger.

Nemo saw Marluxia take her bow out in fear, then he took his sword out silently to help her and turned his head slowly to where Marluxia was pointing her bow at.

Another scuttle was heard and the snap of a twig. Gandal made a hand gesture and stepped behind Marluxia. 'Shhh...' Gandal put a finger to his mouth.

Nemo also heard the scuttle then he brought his sword out getting ready what was coming.

Suddenly a grubby man burst from undergrowth, brandishing his own dagger -- a butter knife. 'Halt!' Gandal shouted, swiftly placing the sword to the man's neck. The man groaned and grumbled, dropping this knife.

"Nice one Gandal" "Now, what do you want old man?"

The old man mumbled something and stepped from the darkness... He wasn't actually man nor a human. He had pale skin and large venemous teeth, his eyes were crimson red and he had a long draping beard. In his other hand, was a.. Wand. Gandal stepped back... It was a wizard?
The 'wizard' smiled and flew the wooden wand through the air, striking the group with bolts of electricity.

"Watch out" moving away from the bolts of lightning.