Hero

Well fuck it. Why stop tempting fate now. As much as he knew in his head that it was a bad idea, Midnight just couldnt help himself. As he strolled across the courtyard, he looked through all the tents and overturned supplies until he found what he was looking for: a bottle of wine. Keeping ahold of it he sunk under the earth and traveled to a nearby hilltop. As he emerged in the shade of a tree, he cast humanity and sat down.

All he wanted was some info. Who had they sent? What kind of person were the heroines? Could he speak to them? Would they try to kill him on sight? There was a 1 in 5 chance they could instantkill him with words. While his human form negated that, it took away all his skills so fighting was unthinkable and running wasnt going to work. In hind sight this might be the dumbest thing he had attempted and he was already injured from taking out a fortress on his own so he was well acquainted with dumb plans. As he mused he saw three figures on horseback approaching and he stood up to wave them down. As they turned towards him he smiled grimly to himself. Too late to regret it now.