Anavren cocks his head and gives Ian a wink. Anavren grins a pearly smile. "I'd put arrows in both of you before your weapons cleared their sheaths." Anavren nods at McCormick demonstratively, "He may walk with Rao, but Solonor Thelandira tells me I will be the best archer in all the multiverse's history," Anavren says lightly with a knowing smile and arched eyebrows.

Anavren gets serious again. "I mean it though. If you bring a hoard of foes down on us for being less than stealthy, I'll shoot you both. Then you can deal with the rest of the party that you've endangered after we've dealt with the foes you've attracted. I'll not suffer you trying to get us killed."

Anavren continues in a conversational tone as he looks for the rest of the party to chime in, "I think the rest of the party would agree that stealth should be the order of the day. You never know what dangers lurk near and could be attracted by off-key howling and slurred insanities. Besides, who says all parties in Veluna want us to complete this mission for the Canon? We may have forces working against us this very moment."

OOP: Can the Irishman-from-Braveheart routine be any more obvious? ;)
Anavren is a tall high elf with typical black hair & green eyes. He stands 5' 5" tall & weighs about 135 lbs. Anavren is dressed in forest colors and leather armor. He is never without his composite shortbow and a sheaf of arrows!