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Message: <blockquote data-quote="hippocrachus" data-source="post: 3620493" data-attributes="member: 14148">~ Memento ~Calenthang walked along beside his former elven companion and his mule to Daggerdale in silence. The ranger always liked silence and Calenthang could relate, so not a word was spoken between them; all they needed to know of each other in the past years was visible in their fighting abilities.When the two elves made it past the guardhouses of the small dale, Calenthang nodded his goodbye and made sure to pick a route in the opposite direction of Sielwoodan. Whatever his business there, it was his, and Calenthang had his own goals to attend to.~ Punctual ~The dark hunter was sure to be there before the meeting was to take place. There is no better advantage than the advantage of preparedness; being on time was engraved in Calenthang's bones.He stood outside of the rustic abode the lord of Daggerdale called "home" and waited, shoulders squared. A servant stepped out to see what he was about, to make sure he wasn't some loiterer, and Calenthang gave him a contrite dismissal. He was asked to come and Calenthang let the toady believe that was his only reason for being there.Then the party started to arrive.First an apparition from the past; a skeleton better left buried."Ayden," was Calenthang's simple greeting. He doesn't consider the soulless friends. Certainly not revered.With two guests now outside, the servant returned and showed them into the main foyer, where they waited on the others and waited for Lord Morn to welcome them.~ Briefing ~"I will eliminate the drow threat here alone or with aide," Calenthang answered to the lord's request. If the others wanted to join him, so be it; he didn't need help killing a few dark elves.</blockquote>

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