In the Taurerosa Rainforest a hunt was going on. Not of animals, but of people. A large Drow warrior was one of the hunters, his name was Sargtlin Olath. His white hair was moving in the wind as he continued to run after his prey, which was a small group of people. He was with a band of demons and a variety of other creatures that were hunting the people. He ran with his follower, a chaos Lupine whose name was Vhid, running by his side.
”They can go surprisingly fast, but they will eventually either be caught.” he thought to himself as he continued running, avoiding branches that seemed to extend into a person's path, coming from the plants. He knew that if it weren't for his chainmail he would probably be penetrated by thorns all over his body. He turned to look at the other hunters, a mixture of creatures, demons, Orcs, the occasional Uruk-hai, and even a vampire or two. He watched as several Orcs and demons dropped out of the chase, not willing to go any farther into the forest.
”Already giving up the chase? Well I won't be so easily driven off course.” he thought as he continued to pursue his targets. He thought he could see them up ahead through some of the trees and plants.
”Seems like this will end fairly soon. To bad, I enjoy a good hunt.” he thought to himself as he ran on. He saw that Vhid continued on the chase, not turned away by the forest plants and thorns and bugs. Sargtlin thought he felt something on his face, he flicked at the point of the feeling, knocking a insect off of his face.
”I do admit though, I don't particularly care for the jungle very much." he thought as he felt a branch slap him in the face. He gazed up as he reached a area with a opening in the top of the jungle plants, feeling the heat of the sun beat down on him.

Darish weaved through the rain forest well aware of the large horde that was chasing him. They had been doin so for quite a while. Their were very few things he could do in a situation like this he had no idea why he was being chased so he couldn't attempt to nagotiate with them as he ran. An idea struck him they were about two kilometers into the forest which would give him the perfect oppurtunity to ambush his opponents and make the pack leader understand that he wasn't to be meddled with this was a game of tacticians and Darish intended to win.

Ahead of him he passed through an opening that had rocks splayed all over giving him the best cover he could hope for. Darish drew his longsword and hid behind a tree. The blade was his most trusted tool and this was going to be one of its finest moments. It was held in front of him not shining at all it would be completely invisible until he was upon the enemy. Glancing around the treee he saw the horde at minimum 100 meters away. Taking a deep breath in realising that these might well be the last moments of his life. He spun out from behind the tree and emerged into the clearing at the same time as his foes.

He slashed out loping off an Uruk' Hai's head spinning to the left he blocked a blade creating a beautiful shower of sparks that lit up the darkened rain forest. He bounced off a rock kick and kicked a vampire square in the face landing on a branch while running head first into the thick of the woods again smiling. His antics hopefully had left the leader on edge and jsut a little angry. Smiling he bound off into the dark.