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The northern part of Dredental was covered in lush forests, unlike the desolate desert of the south. Lush was a relative term, however, as the trees were twisted and dark with creepy shadows playing tricks on the travellers. The northern forest was full of wildlife, some surprisingly harmless while other surprisingly harmful. Stories were told of trolls and orcs wandering the woods in search for their next meal.

The foest was a place for many treasures, one of which was the destination of a young thief who had decided to brave the dangers and attempt to retreive the rewards.

((ooc: come up with an item that will suit and be useful for your character, Ace, if it is overpowered I will tweak it a bit, so don't worry about making it too strong. You should probably have some sort of an old map too))

Branches of trees swooshed past as a slightly phased out figure moved quickly through the forest. His movements were a bit too sudden and arbitrary, so it seemed. There was no shadow from his shape, only a breeze passing by and moving anything light enough to be affected. His figure faded slowly, untill only the breeze was left as evidence of his presence.

Lucimorth's spirit with roaming the woods, enough of it to form a consciousness, not as powerful as his body, it was far beyond mortal measures and understanding.

He moved close to an artifact of some value, it was bound to draw treasure hunters at some point, why one was on her way right now. Lucimorth followed the path of the energy thread of her search towards the woman.

This is one of those moments when you wonder why in all of this green forest did I buy all that armor. Rayvan stared at the full plate armor that donned her very low leveled skeleton bodyguard if you will. Tilting her head looking at the thing you would have never guessed it had a skeleton inside instead of a living thing. Looking down at herself all she could do was grumble. 'here I stand in regular clothing with a little bit of armor, haha...you can't call this armor its really old leather with bits of metal on it.' Rayvan had a thing of talking within her own mind and for the most part she really could tell if she was speaking out loud unless someone commented to her that she wasn't saying anything. Magic doesn't work with armor, it was the first thing she learned the hard way. Yes, even a great intelligence that came with her short stature, she did have blond moments. Rayvan was rather short even for an elf standard, only coming to about four foot eight inches, but even inch of her was lean muscle. Its wasn't that she was strong, not by a long shot, but she didn't like being flabby. Something about being fat always made Rayvan cringe, she didn't want to end up some short round person that couldn't run like a bat out of hell if need be.
Rubbing her fingers along her nice simple bow, she frowned wondering what she could do up in this place that would be of some use. In her pocket was an old map, looking at it, she had memorized the details before the old woman had really convinced her to purchase the thing. The second thing she was given with the map was the bow within her grasp. The woman had told her that it was special, and might save her life. "Yah right," she spoke outloud as she noticed and arrow and crudely aimed it at a 'tree'. But being not to stupid within her own right, Rayvan had made sure it wasn't an ent because ticking one of those creatures off was bad for her and her tin can. Letting lose the arrow at the tree, she stared in both happiness and disbelieving at the result.
(( -crosses fingers for bow of accuracy- ))

*snap*

Fang turned around. She wasn't alone it seemed.

"Hmmmm." She thought. She closed her eyes and focused. Her hands were covered by a black aroura and began to glow. Soon her body melted into vaper as the whole forest floor was now covered in fog.

A laugh was heard from the fog as she waited.

Fang saw a small elf run through her as well as a dragon which seemed to be following her. Fang thought this could be qutie a treat and what was more or less slithered after them.

She found them in a clearing and watched as the little elf threw chickens at the dragon. Thinking it would be entertaining she used her powers to make the waether take a turn for the worst.

Dark and dreadful clouds now formed over head. Behind her a skeleton was stumbling it seems to catch up with the elf. Fangs eyes sparkled when she noticed all the money bags hanging off it.

And with a sudden gust of wind the bags became untied and fell into Fangs mist.

(( hun, the armor is the money T-T ))

(( tis ok...lets just say she had some gold stashed on the skeleton, it wouldn't be much, but some...say 10 gold for happiness sakes ))

Rayvan sighed as she stopped throwing her chickens so the baby dragon would stop. "I can sense you," she spoke gently hearing the faint sound of someone's stomach growling. Sliding down off the dragon trying not to fall on her face and failing. She sighed and stood up, brushing herself off as she waited to a rock, and conjured a umbrella to keep the food dry, as she conjured a huge bowl of beef stew and a huge cup of coffee. Rayvan might not be the nicest person some days but she knew what it was like going hungry. Walking back over to the dragon she figured walking would be best to save herself from falling flat on her elven face again.

Conjuring chickens she tossed them forwards the dragon beginning to move once again, at its usual slow dragon pace.
((hehe...you get money, I get baby dragon that likes chickens))

Rayvan didn't know why she came to this forest but the only lady said it was a good place to grow stronger and get someone of use.