Note: This chapter will be from the girl's point of view.
Act I
I silently stared at the drow, trying to feel what he was thinking.
It sometimes worked for me. He finally broke the silence by asking
"What's your name girl?" I remained silent not wanting to betray
myself. I couldn't read his face, I was trying my hardest but he seemed to have mastered the skill for it. I was concentrating so hard I missed what he said. "What did you say?" I asked. "I said no food for you if you're not telling me what your name is."
I could feel my face growing hot. How dare he not provide me food? "Fine!" I yelled "You know what? I'll hunt for my own food!" And with that I stormed off into the forest. Luckily I carried a rapier which was my mother's. At the thought of my mother my eyes started welling up with tears, "None of that nonsense now!" I said to myself. I kept trekking down a path when I finally arrived to a pond. "Well I guess I could stop here for a drink" I told myself. I bent down and gazed in at my reflection I noticed there was something distorting the image.
All I saw then was an enormous hand come from the pond grasped my midriff and threw me straight into a tree. There I found a merciful angel take me from the living world and into semi-consciousness.
Act II
I awoke to find myself back in the campsite. I immediately jolted upright, thinking that I was dead and that this was heaven. I was rewarded with a feeling of like a swarm of wasps repeatedly stinging me in every area. My head started spinning and my vision started swimming around. And that's when I heard a familiar voice, I think I should have paid attention to that damned drow and told him my name. But there can be no second regrets now. I awoke later to find the drow looking pensively at me. "Will you tell me your name now?" he asked. I had my mouth ready for a smart comment but things finally clicked in for me. He was the one who rescued me; I owe him at least this much. "My name is Anya." I said.