Krwyn:
His bow ready, he waits with the patience of his elven ancestry.
And, a secondary reason she watched was
because of that ancestry. A half-breed, she had grown up among human kind, with exposure to few full-blood elves. And she did wonder about them; observing this one, as he flitted through the trees and terrain.
Lysander was a reassuring presence, not too far off. Solely because she had the suspicion that enemies didn't stand up long, before those axes...