The tall stranger spun around, drawing a small black dagger as he did. "Karasu, douse the fire. Karasu moved close to the orange flames, then it was snuffed out, and an unnatural darkness fell. Kenuu crouched low to the ground, expecting attack at any moment. "Noir, grow." Kenuu peered through the tall grass and beheld a flash of light, followed by the sound of a boar sharpening his tusks on rocks. Then everything went completely black, and Kenuu awoke, finding himself bound in a rope far tougher than rawhide, with a small cooking fire set about five paces away. A shadow loomed before him. "What's your name, grass snake?"
Kenuu looked up into the stranger's face, taking in every detail. A shock of silver hair, reaching down to just below the shoulder blades, with a single lock hanging in front of the left eye. Eyes that seemed to pierce the souls, with the iris being a deep cream colour. The shell turned out to be some kind of armour, and the golden gleam of the rising sun, with a cape the colour of the rippling sea. Such beauty, thought Kenuu. A small breeze picked up, blowing the lock away from the left eye. Kenuu recoiled. From the mid forehead was a scar, which travelled down to the upper lip, passing directly through the middle of the left eye. He's partially blind; Kenuu racked his thoughts for some way to use this weakness. "What is your name stranger," the stranger spat at Kenuu. This angered Kenuu, "You're the stranger!" The stranger laughed, raising his dagger.
Kenuu sat with his eyes closed, waiting for death. The tension around his arms and legs lessened and he found he could move. He opened his eyes. "The name's Mateus," the stranger called from the other side of the fire, he waved towards Karasu, "The kid's Karasu, and you are?" Kenuu pondered whether or not to part with this information. He didn't kill me, Kenuu thought, so he can't want to cause harm. "I'm Kenuu," Mateus nodded and tossed over a bowl. Inside was a stew, Kenuu could make out reindeer meat, and wood mushrooms. Without realizing why, Kenuu picked up the bowl and began to eat. Mateus smiled; then began on his own stew. Mid bite, Kenuu remembered his Leader's orders. Setting his bowl down, Kenuu rose to his feet. "What are you doing here?" Mateus stopped, looking over to Karasu, who shrugged and carried on eating. Setting down his bowl, Mateus stood and headed into the trees, beckoning for Kenuu to follow.