[The Fifth]

((Yes, it is okay, but I despise powergaming as much as you.))

Calad watched silently as she walked off, singing, and decided to follow her, not bothering to ask the others. He crept behind her, growling softly, obviously not liking this new person. Most of the people he had met when he was wandering alone in the wild were evil and corrupt, and this misled him into thinking that everyone was evil except him. However, meeting Thengise and the companions shifted his heart a bit, they were the only ones that he trusted slightly.

He stopped a couple of feet behind her, as if waiting for something. He walked strangely, as he was still injured, and he would be this way for a long while. Then, with his keen Elven eyes, he noticed something purple, but he took it as a mountain, and ignored it.