[PQ] Bippity Boppity Boo

As the bushes burned away, the Launceleyn trio and the alchemist would see an impeccably dressed man, standing tall with a suave and confident smile on his face that stopped with his lips. With eyes like midnight and golden-grey locks of hair sweeping back from an exceedingly handsome face, the man stood with his hands gently clasped before him. "It is about time you made it through." He commented, his expression growing stern and his tone like ice. "Is this how you lead our family Zariah? This is how you hone their talents, waltzing through a maze?" Tsking, Colbrande shook his head. "And you, Edrei. You are still just a child with an obsession with fire and nothing to show for it." In a movement almost too swift for the eye to catch, the man—Colbrande, head of the Launceleyn family in Northwind—produced a knife and dexterously sliced into his palm, letting blood freely drip. As he did so, the grass around him began to die and wither, racing outwards towards the group. The ground rumbled as the life was sucked out of it, and soon the group would find the life beginning to sap out of them as well.b