Chapter 2
Elvarana's History
I was orphaned at a very young age when her mother's village was attacked her mother while dying got her in to the forest, her mother begged the forest to look after her child. The forest took pity on her. They bought the child up. I grew up alone. I take care of the forest that took care of her. I became a druid/ranger.
I was brought up by the help of drow. By the name of Alyaere he helped her out like an older brother and helps her when I call if it's in need. By the sound of a horn that I carry on her at all times. Encase I may need it.
The young lady is what I had become long black hair, her hair nearly retched her ankles it stayed within a brad and was a mess full of sticks and leaves and all that I had loved in her home. Her eyes were as the crystal waterfalls. And the sky above her. There was a sparkle like the stars in the sky's that shone in her eyes the sparkle of hope. I have an air of innocents and air of child likeness. A child who never grow up but at the same time been forced to.
Elvarana had spend a long time among the wolves in the wood as they live in pack and as a young child the need for the safety that the pack life would offer became a necessity for her to survive in the world around her. So when I became old either to look after herself the wolves got one of their own to always take care and keep her company. I is and always will be part of their pack till the day I dies.
The wolf that is by her side and has been for many a year is Splinter a mail young wolf he has grey fur soft to the taught, and strangle blue eyes that watch over the half elf with love and compassion. I am not his master but his friend and they would do anything for each other.
I has lived though many a season and see a lot more than most as I did not live behind the safety of a wall and help when I heard people were in need. I had seen death and suffering at times by her own hand. For safety of the increscent and defences the part of her that elves hated to see the death of another as life is sacred to the elves even though they immortals they still treasure life.
While i's in her woodland home, here I can hide so well that not even a ranger who started to live within the same wood, could see her. I became fascinated by the new comer I watch him as he arrived. The ranger master who had live there before knew the young half elf. He was the one who showed her to write and all the ways of the outside world.
I watch the young man dust the hut and look around. I had not seen any one that looked like him in so long. That seeing another was what made her want to know more about then but was too scared to ask or to be seen. I remained hidden for years to come till that day. What draw her to watch him I could tell? But the way he moved was unlike the humans of the village but was not quite the same as the elves he was light on his feet and had a type of grace, a similar grace to that of the elves but something was different.
The young man had shortish brown hair and brown eyes the type of eyes that the fire light would dance in and you could see a fun side to, but there was also a look of pain. Almost unbearable pain and sadness, a sadness that was only brought about by lose. Those eyes are more than likely the reason that draw her in. he was tall well built. That leather armour was warn and looked old or well used. I longed to know his story and why his eyes were so sad. But I could not ask.
While wounding around I saw a goblin near the one her heart had grown fond of over the years that had passed since he first entered in to the woods. The anger unaware had a drow crossbow bolt aimed at him. The young druid seeing this moved in front of the bolt as it was about to be released to warn the ranger.
This worked but I did it without thinking it though as now what was to happen.
"Splinter a wolf cry I need help I can't cure the poison on my own…." The last things I said before I passed out hoping to get help.
There is a howl. That is when the ranger shot the goblin. So the plan worked he got the warning and is now safe but the poison in the bolt was highly potent and very fast acting so I was becoming very ill very fast I was in need of help. When he saw her he could see it too. Splinter he hid himself when the ranger arrived. He followed him to his hut where he came to protect his friend.