The Chosen (story rp, open.)

[SRuiz]

Ryne's questions were greeted with nothing except for the wind and nearby voices. Aster could prose a bit of curiousity in the matter as another elf would have likely tailed them instead. Just because he did not respond did not mean he could not hear with his pointed ears. The werewolf could scowl and hiss all he wanted to. His kind was at the top of the Army's hunting list and he would be best to remember it in case there were certain incidents to happen. Most of them did join the Dark Legion after all, which garnered the elves present in the tavern enough merit to watch the group closely.