Old pals

Approaching was two of Elia and Vas' old friends. One was a dwarf who was the definition of barbarian. Wore animal hides, carried a battle axe, and even had red warpaint on her face. She had red hair and a muscular body. This was Kel. An old friend of both elia and Vas, when they were kids they would constantly play with sticks and hit each other in pretend battles, Kel was responsible for a lot of the bruises that showed up later. She always was the fiesty one, and picked fights easily.

Then, there was Locke, a human like Vas, who looked like the most conspicuous person in the world with the stereotypical rogue outfit. Vas would be amazed if anyone would trust him. Luckily he wasn't a fool, and keeps normal clothes with him for the daytime. Anyone who would see him would think he was some brooding loner, but in reality, Locke was a very shy and quiet man, around strangers at least, he acted like himself more when around his friends. He has brown hair, and is rather thin, pale, and according to Kel, he actually has some muscle under all the conservative, baggy clothes he wears. Suppose all the running, sneaking, and climing keeps him in good shape.

"Hey you two! Little early isn't it? Were you that excited?" Said Kel. "Absolutely! I can't wait to pass this." Exclaimed Elia. Vas walked up to Locke while the girls kept talking. "So, have you guys been preparing for today?" "Yep. Me and Kel have been training. Shes been lifting some weights, and I've been practicing my dodging and sneaking. Overall, I'm pretty good, but Kel has spotted me hiding a couple times. Have you guys been training?" "You'll get better, and yes, we have been."

The talking goes on for a while until another figure is seen approaching.