Post by Sara Slyvern on May 17, 2010 16:32:03 GMT -4
Sara curled herself in the farthest corner she could find, many tomes about her feet. Most of them were from times long before this was a school. All of them said the same thing though, an unknown force of dark energy penetrated the Elven tribes and one by one either changed into horrific beasts or died.
She glanced back to a few scrolls that were given to her by surviving descendant tribes and they tell it was a wayward druid who poisoned the forest. She rubbed her temples and reached for her travel pot of tea to find it almost empty.
She leaned back against the wall, glancing up in thought. She knew what it all meant and that someone on either side of this little ancient conflict was lying... And she had to figure out who it was... And why... Before these monster attacks got worse and someone did die.
She glanced back to a few scrolls that were given to her by surviving descendant tribes and they tell it was a wayward druid who poisoned the forest. She rubbed her temples and reached for her travel pot of tea to find it almost empty.
She leaned back against the wall, glancing up in thought. She knew what it all meant and that someone on either side of this little ancient conflict was lying... And she had to figure out who it was... And why... Before these monster attacks got worse and someone did die.
