Belmarm is -- /was/ content to carry on in silence; helping where he can, but ultimately preferring to observe and be a ready blade. Occasionally he found reason to sing something in elvish, and it always the same song. But each time his eyes turned into black pits, allowing him to see any magic in the area radiating from specific sources. If anything of note comes up, he'll call out a warning.

Nadariel will keep on watching the sides and the back if anything tries to sneak up on them. Perception20

 As the day passes you do not see much but before it is able to pounce,  Nadariel just manages to see a single Dire wolf. Roll for Inititiative:

 Dire Wolf: 8

Errol:

Seeing the stalking dire wolf just as Nadariel notices it (Passive Perception 21), Errol prepares for battle:

18

Falzaren initiative: 20

Belmarm Initiative!: 21.

"And it begins!" Belmarm claimed almost too gleefully, as he too snapped on guard.

Initiative: 15

Initiativ 13

AoO if Dire wolf enters my reach (5ft): Attack: 17 Damage: 8

The wolf growls as it is hit. 

Belmarm is up.

Belmarm, in a case of having learned nothing from the previous fight, utters a incantation in elvish as he drew his longsword, turning the blade from grey to black. "You may have just chosen the poorest prey my friend. Allow me to show you." He would as he rushed forth to strike like a marionette guided by unseen hands. And where the blade touches, the black energy coating it sips into the wound reshapes itself into a raven feather to leave the wolf terrified.

Bonus Action: Cast Wrathful Smite on self.

Action: Attack w/ Longsword.
To Hit: 25 For: 10 of non-magical slashing and psychic damage.

 The wolf yells again and moves back and growls at Belmarm, as blood starts to run from the new wound in its side.

Falzaren is up

Falzaren will pull a small diamond from the pouch at his belt just long enough to point his wand at the wolf and release a ball of fire.

Chromatic Orb: Attack: 18 Damage: 7 Fire

(Forgot to notate this as well for Drizzt. It needs to make a Wisdom Save[DC 13] or become frightened of Belmarm for up to the next minute, or until it spends an action to try and shake off the effect)

As Falzaren does this the dire wolf is blasted and can only twitch a bit before it stops moving altogether.

Errol:

With his rapier halfway drawn, Errol slowly slides it back into the scabbard and says,  "Well, then, nicely done.  I suppose we should keep moving and look for shelter for the night."

Nadariel keeps looking left right and behind, is any more predators aproach.

Perception 21

You notice nothing else around you but if you look at the dire wolf you see that it is obviously thin and malnourished, seemingly having attacked due to being desperate for food.

Terria kneels down next to the wolf, something the equivalent of pity on her face as she strokes the beast's fur.

"Hmn. You know if the beast wasn't already skin and bone, I'd have--" Belmarm stops there from Tierra's actions. Normally such things wouldn't have bothered him as much. But with the dangers of the land ever looming around, for once the Shadar-kai bit back a retort to instead place a hand gently on the Human's shoulder. "Come now, child. We really must be moving on. Think of what you've done as spared it from a terrible fate, as we have not the supplies to spare anyways."

The encouragement given, he turns to follow after the rest, offering little in the way of suggestion beyond putting some distance between themselves and the wolf's body.

Ismark leads the way and soon night begins to talk as you travel. While there is still some daylight left you notice what looks like a camp fire ahead.