"I'm going to Mirkwood forest to hunt spirit animals. They are very valuble, and I intend to catch some." Tirneldir said, still keeping a firm hold on the knife.

"Could you use another set of hands?" Silas asked cocking an eyebrow. Spirit animals were quiet the catch, they may even bring in some silver if you know the right person.

"Why would you want to help? Only elves come out of Mirkwood alive with spirit animals, no man has ever survived." Tirneldir said.

"Why assume I'm only human?" The man asked the smile dying away some. Perhaps if he was to show his slightly pointed ears it would be apparent that he wasn't all human, just half. He had taken after his father more than mother meaning he had looked more like a human than an elf. He had up for the other half in agility.

"Are you good with a bow?" Tirneldir asked.

"Bows, knives, swords. You name it and I can use it. If I can't then I'll learn."

"I will allow you to accompany me. Do you have a horse? It would be a long way to walk to Mirkwood." Tirneldir said, looking out over the horizon.

"Don't worry about that." He was a thief, a horse was easy to come by if he didn't just buy it out right. Lord knows he didn't have the cash for that. "You got a name?"

"Tirneldir." the elf said. He whistled for two horses. Alfirin was a beautiful mare, with a mane so bright it looked like gold. Beside her was her mate Aludil, a stallion as black as she was gold.
"This is Alfirin, take good care of her. Her name means Little Gold Flower in the tongue of Tel'Quessir. She will be your steed on the way to Mirkwood. This is Aludil, her mate. His name means Lover of Water. She will always follow behind him, so watch your back." Tirneldir said, hopping on Aludil.

"The day one stops watching their back is the day that one dies." The man said petting the horse. "You can call me One-Eye." No first name basis, he didn't know this man.