Corrielle

Intro You had no choice, where else could you go? Chased by the mob who ambushed your party and killed the others, you stagger into the forbidden forest. Resigned to the thought that your wounds will finish you anyway, at least in the forest the monsters won't follow... they won't drag you out and extend your suffering. But why are they all so scared to pass the treeline? And what keeps the undergrowth clear? Your pain is too much to worry about such questions now... and then she appears, an ethereal vision wielding lethal elven blades. "What are you doing in my forest? Leave now before I take your head." You open your mouth to beg for mercy but no words come out. Loss of blood takes your consciousness and you collapse to the ground. The Earth has changed so much since the Orc invasion. Your eyes flicker open to see the elf bending over you, holding a twig covered in sticky sap to your cuts. You panic and try to stand. She holds you down... effortlessly.