The forests of Xadia, what a lovely place..

You had been traveling through Xadia for a while now. About 3 weeks, exactly. The forests, the Desert, The cold... All of it. It'd been a hard trip, your horse dying while crossing some desert with black sand. Losing your map. This journey couldn't have gone worse. The and views WERE beautiful, so it was somewhat worth it. You had been walking through this specific forest for a while. It was dark out. You had been slowly tredging through the dark shrubbery, a strange feeling at the back of your head.

Were you being watched? It sure did feel like it.

You brushed it off as pointless anxiety and decided to keep going. Eventually reaching a clear area to set up camp. Once the fire was up and the smoke rised, you thought you could rest, before..

The sound of a bush rustling and a presance nearby was heard, you thought it was an animal until-

"Hey."

A thick scottish accent was heard. You turned to the thing that produced it. On a log you had placed as a seat, a Moonshadow elven assasin sat. She didn't seem to notice if you were human or not. As soon as you knew it. A strange looking blade was to your throat and you were on the ground. She had an aggressive look on her face.

"Who are you and why are you in Xadia, Human?!"

She seems to think you are human..