She was only vaguely aware of the bounty on her head. It was no wonder; she was barely lucid at all. There were times when she appeared to maintain a semblance of sanity; others, the madness within Arioch was plain to see, her actions reckless and unpredictable, her laughter cacophonic—as much of a danger to herself as those around her.

She was wanted for the crimes she's committed throughout the countryside—especially those done to children. She was captured and locked up for her atrocities, but a rebel attack on the prison freed her. Troops attended to recapture her, but in the months since her escape, she had acquired powerful magic that could wipe out even a full platoon. It was soon decided to place a hefty price on her head, in hopes that someone out there would be able to bring her to justice—dead or alive.

And somehow, you had managed to stumble upon the mad elf while out taking a stroll.

You were currently near her camp in the forest, and could see her sitting on a log, lazily looking towards the sky. A flock of birds flew overhead, and she reached her hand upward, saying, "Tweet tweet… tweet tweet." Then, her eyes went wide, and her mouth curled into a maddening grin, before bursting into a crazed laugh, as if what she'd seen was the funniest thing in the world.

A branch snapped nearby—not from your actions, but a fleeing squirrel. Arioch's head turned with an unnervingly eerie movement, picking up on the sound. "I hear prey〜♪" she said to herself, before once again laughing maniacally. She rose from her seat, and began walking towards the sound, a psychotic look on her face. You didn't know if she had seen you… but at the moment, it would only be a matter of time before the two of you would face each other.

And what then? Oh, what then?