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"Jeez! They're still after me...!!" A young female Half-Elf runs as fast as she can through the deep forest, looking for a place to hide from two Orc Barbarians looking to not only tear into her but to make her their dinner for tonight...

Aeri stops for a minute and looks around, "Where can I hide...-- Ah ha!" Looking at the tree in front of her, she quickly scurries up and pulls out her Elven long bow just to be safe... "Corellon, please don't let them find meeeee...~"

Aeri listens carefully, "What the bloody..." She pokes her head out slowly from out of the tree and turns left and right wondering what happened to the Orcs... "Maybe one of the creatures got them... I hope..." She gulps nervously as she climbs down from the tree, her bow still drawn just in case of a surprise attack...

"...Where you the one that knocked the Orcs unconcious...??" Aeri asks timidly and cautiously. She still holds her bow at the ready out of precaution and security. She slowly walks up to the Orcs and lightly kicks one of them on its arm, "...If they wake up, they'll be after me again..." Aeri sighs and checks her pockets carefully, making sure she still had what he Orcs wanted from her...

Aeri pulls out a scroll and a sketchpad. "I did nothing to them first... They took my sketchpad and drawing tools... I wasn't able to take them back at first because of how strong they are compared to me... So I followed them for a few days and went into their tribe, took my belongings back and even took the map that lead me here..." She holds out the scroll and holds her sketchpad tightly to her chest.

Aeri sighs and shakes her head, "Sorry about causing this much trouble, but I had to get my drawings back... And thank you for helping me..." Feeling like she's an outsider more by the minute, she slowly turns around and begins walking away. She even feels as if she's trespassing through her own ancestor's forest.

Aeri stops abruptly and turns around slowly again, "W-what?? Why??! It's nothing special..." She reluctantly holds out her sketchpad out rather than handing it to her. On the very middle of the sketchpad holds a very shiny and very well polished locket that's engraved into the sketchpad with a small frame surrounding it to keep it in place. "See? It's nothing..."

"Hey!! Be careful with that!! It's an heirloom!!" She grabs it and takes it back from the Elf and holds it tightly and closely to her again, "This isn't something that anyone just take from me... It's all I have just like the clothes on my back..." Aeri glares at the Elf while her whole body shakes a little, perhaps in fear of what the Elf could do, or what would happen to her precious sketchpad and parchments...

Aeri tries to move her body but fails to even move an inch, "Invesitaging what?!!? My locket?!?! Anything with such a low intelligence will easily be amazed by the shine of jewlery!! I demand that you set me free and give me back my sketchpad before I...--" Aeri's anger reaches to the point of crying, but that anger causes something to snap within her. A piece of paper with a drawing on it slowly slips out of the sketchpad and floats above Aeri as if it was magically commanded to. The picture faces the other Elf while in mid air while the page itself bursts into flames.

A Nixie appears in the place of the drawing. It doesn't seem to be an illusion, even the bow she holds within her hands looks too real to be an illusion... The Nixie giggles happily and looks at the Elf that's holding onto the sketchpad and sure enough, the Nixie tries to snatch it out of the other Elf's hands, "Gimme gimme~!"