"It's you." Temenos breathed with excitement on his visage as he regarded Arwen. "You are the pretty girl that bastard John Smith goes around with."
Arwen maintained her composure, ignoring the leery gaze sent her as she inquired. "Why are you here?"
Temenos grinned. "We are here because your friend has succeeded in troubling quite a few powerful individuals and now, due to his foolishness, they have decided to come for him."
"The council sent you?"
"Indeed." Temenos nodded in agreement, before displaying a hint of annoyance as he looked away. "Unfortunately, that bastard John Smith is long gone."
Then, his expression shifted from annoyance to joy as he glanced at Arwen again, with a cruel smile on his lips. "But you are here."
Just as Arwen was about to respond, there were a series of footsteps followed by someone calling out to Temenos.
Both glanced in the direction of the voice which happened to be inside the house.