Everyone thinks of "Heroes" as good people. Well everyone but me, because I know how damn destructive and dangerous heroes are (and not because I'm more of a villain type person, shut up!) Heroes are the type of people who believe that their own self righteousness and overall goal overrides peoples desires (not to be confused with my accidental destructive tendencies). What I mean by that is they tend to think in the service of "saving the world" they tend to almost damn near destroy it, or at least destroy how it currently functions. Not that that was a huge issue with the lands of the east since everything looked pretty much destroyed already. All of that to say when a group says there are heroes I start looking for the exits, well more than usual, aside from a group telling me they are a wandering harem looking to service bald men with huge... egos, I tend to avoid groups in general if that wasn't readily obvious.
The leader who I'd previously identified as yokel was named Ruk (I swear they always have some short verbal name, its like whatever messed up god who chooses these heroes has a prefence against longer names, hence why Trezlan will never save the universe), he was a simple farmer before the evil spread, handy with a rifle despite damn near killing me (need we forget he almost took my head off at the squinting at a distance range, well I won't forget it, I'm sure you already did, you dick). He was dressed in simple farmer clothes, overalls, a shirt that looked like it was about as comfortable as the pricker bushes earlier, and shoes that didn't quite fit. His face was as clean as the desert is dry, I figured he was one of those naturally lucky people who didn't have to worry about shaving or looking like a damn vagrant like I did.
The co-leader, and obviously deeply in love with Ruk was Jules (not short for anything, her actual name was Jules which told me her parents were damned idiots). She was a city rat, dressed in formerly nice clothes that had seen more dirt and grime than she probably had ever seen in her entire life. She was from money prior to the lands going to crap and talked in an aristocratic voice that betrayed years of looking down on others for having less money than her (I too share this tone of voice, but its more looking down on others for not being as awesome). She was the useless member of the heroic group, mainly there I think to look cute or to complain about things (don't ask me why but every group has this person, hell I have this person even when I'm by myself... crap self burn). Jules was really benefitting from being one of the only women not currently without skin, because as best I could remember she was nothing to write home about, despite me writing about her right now, moving on!
The twins rounded out this sure to die horribly group of idiots. Sara and Jara (because Jules parents were not only the only horrible parents in the lands of the east, and if I'm being honest I'd toss Ruk in there too, no my name is glorious screw you), they were fire and ice magic users respectfully (because much like useless female companions who serve no purpose, underage magic users of incredible power also flock to heroic groups for reasons I'll never understand). They were from the farms where Ruk worked his days (he actually worked on their fathers farm, thereby iniating the connection between them). Both were dressed fairly plainly, had blonde hair and looked similar but Sara had a nasty scar on her forehead that made it easy for her to spot from her unmarked sister. It was hard being in a camp with a fire users, magic I'd had for centuries but was currently locked out of. It was like seeing a rich person living in your house, it felt wrong.
So those were my new temporary companions. I say temporary because I am not a hero, nor do I engage in acts that are intentional heroism (I state intentional because frequently mine is of relcutant or accidental heroism). Though I did stay with them longer than I'd like, a circumstance of being a stranger in a land full of FREAKING SKIN MONSTERS DID I NOT TELL YOU THAT ALREADY!?
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