What have we here?
Materializing about a half of a yard from the center courtyard where Harmonia and himself had previously lingered. Strife spies Harmonia at a fountain, but she is not alone. She is accompanied and seemingly preoccupied with a stranger. He ducks down behind a bush.
"Who is that with her?"
Rationalizes, "Must be one of the newcomers!"
Keeping behind a cover of foliage, he creeps closer and closer, just watching until he is short of fifty feet from the two of them. Conjuring some pebbles in the palm of his hand by will and staying down low, hoping to keep his cover so that they do not spot him, he separates one small obsidian pebble from the rest of the smooth assorted colored stones. Then when it looks clear, he flings it in their direction...aiming for the pool of water in the fountain.
"Who is that with her?"
Rationalizes, "Must be one of the newcomers!"
Keeping behind a cover of foliage, he creeps closer and closer, just watching until he is short of fifty feet from the two of them. Conjuring some pebbles in the palm of his hand by will and staying down low, hoping to keep his cover so that they do not spot him, he separates one small obsidian pebble from the rest of the smooth assorted colored stones. Then when it looks clear, he flings it in their direction...aiming for the pool of water in the fountain.