Dusk wanders around the forest a bit before sitting down and opening his pack. An arrow tipped with acid narrowly misses his cheek.
"Don't move human," commands a male voice from the trees.
"Dayereth, leave him be. He's just sitting." This voice is female, and kinder than Dayereth's.
"Show yourselves!!" Dusk says, jumping up and pulling out a lightsaber.
Two lithe figures emerge. The male, Dayereth, has short brown hair and is wearing leather armor. The female has a kinder face, framed by white blonde hair. A tattoo of a moon is burned on her cheek, and her body is covered by a purple dress fastened by a green cloak and a belt at the waist. the two stair at him in mild curiosity.