Run!

KHEELAN

Apparently the robbers or whatever they were, weren't going to leave that easily. Figures. To be honest Kheelan wasn't too surprised that some of the outsiders didn't understand what was good for them or not. Did they even know how many fae actually were in the lining of Greatwood? Probably not and they never would.

Kheelan spoke in fae to his fellow guards. It sounded a lot like birds chirping at the same time it also sounded not too far away from singing. A bird further away answered his sounds. Kheelan repeated with a sharper tone of sounds. Not too many seconds later, an arrow flew down a few meters in front of where Sasha sat,but by a bush that seemed to be greener than the vegetation Sasha currently had around him. The arrow had a white piece of cloth tied to it, wanting Sasha to go after it. White flag was known to be a sign of giving up by the tall people's standard. Not too long after, a canteen of what looked to be a water bottle, fell to land by the arrow with the white fabric tied to it, tossed there by Kheelan himself from his own belt, yet again hoping that Sasha would get there. Moments after, Kheelan rose the bow and arrow again aiming at one of the men that seemed to be the leader of the bandit gang.

The fae guard could only hope that Sasha made his way towards that arrow, he would cross over to fae land, but not more than a couple of steps which made no harm to fae, not for this short a time. Yet far enough to be in greatwoods mercy but at the same time crossing the border enough to not be in the hands of the bandits.

"It is our business when you chase people who have nothing but the clothes on their back, towards Greatwoods' borders!"

He called back with confidence. Kheelan wasn't afraid, currently he was the leader of the team of guards, guarding this part of the forest lines, he knew the people he had with him, he knew where they were, what they were capable of. If anything, there were strength in numbers and these few bandits were no match for the fae-guards of greatwood. Kheelan was the only one that showed himself. For those who had a keen sense, they would feel that more than only one fae was present in the clearing. More people sat hidden in the fae side of the forest, exactly how many none could tell but fae.

A soft breeze rustled the trees by him, gently teasing that mahogany colored hair which currently had a complex set of braids in it along with jewelry on specific set of places in it. It was clearly a work hairdo so the hair wouldn't be in the way, but it was still pretty and well planned out.

Swords can only kill the heart it aims at,
but music can mend all hearts that listen.