Antonia
*The sunrays were piercing through the thickness of the trees.*
`"Come on, wild boars. Hurry up. Where are you sleeping?"` *Elnarwen whispered, the grip on her bow showing signs of annoyance.*
*Earlier that day, she accepted to help a demanding noble from Huinor. Contracts were rare those days in Silnari, and she didn't really find better. The job was quite simple, but without any challenge or real interest.*
*She had to hunt a wild boar from Salvainian woods. It would've seem that those had a more delicate flesh than their cousins in the Duchy. It didn't matter though. She was paid to do that.*
*The elf huntress was patrolling silently, hiding in the shadow of the forest. Even if she wanted to finish the task quickly, she knew that even one unwanted sound could have make her prey flee, and she wanted that money.*



Givrépines (Magical Bow) summoned before the scene, Mana 75/100```
Rosa
*Strangely in the way of elnarwen there was...*
*A wooden chair! Whit what seemed to be a cushion on it,the chair seemed to be of an average size but doesn't seemed on first look to be heavy but it was definetly in the way of elnarwen... Who could have put a chair in a forest... AND WHY LEAVING THE CUSHION?!... Whait it seems to be... Snoring?! Or is it creaks? Or perhaps is it both, but who knows. And of course i don't think i have to explain that it's Chair, the greatest chair of all!*
Antonia
*It has been around one hour of hunt, and yet, wild animals were still hiding. Maybe were them used to the other hunters' presence in this region.*
*But after passing a great, imposing oak, she finally sensed something. It wasn't moving, but it had a familiar aura around it. An invisible force that her elf blood warned her about.*
`"Magic?"` *She asked herself. `"Probably a lost item or a Macian hunter."`
*Still, she had to check the source of the magical tampering., just in case. The lady hid behind the first trunk within easy reach and examined the origin with a discreet eye.*
*And there she found... A chair?!*
`"Is that an actual... Chair? Am I dreaming?"` *She astonished.*
*Without losing her self-control, the lady ensured that no one was around, then she tried to identify precisely the nature of the item, in vain. It certainly was a cursed item.*
*Elnarwen picked up a dull, small pebble and threw it at the chair. She had to be cautious. The little stone would have fallen on the cushion if it was allowed to land successfully.*
Rosa
*Chair , of course,woke up, since ya know, he got a rock trown at his face. He letted out a loud*
 "YAAAAAAAAAAAWN"
 *After waking up and took a few second to realise that SOMEONE F'IN TROWED AT ROCK AT HIM, seriously, he go in the forest to sleep at night so he doesn't get disturbed and he wakes up by someone trowing a rock at him,his first reaction, of course was to scream*
 " WHO THE FUCK TROWED A ROCK AT ME?! CAN'T I HAVE ONE FUCKING DAY WHITOUT GETTING SAT ON OR TROWED SOMETHING AT ME! SHOW YOURSELF YOU ASSHOLE, IMMA... YAAAAAWN.. BURN YOU INTO ASHES EVEN IF THIS WHOLLE FOREST BURNS DOWN!"
 *This screaming of course made the boar that alnarwen was hunting flee far away from this location, reducing her chance to finish her hunt succesfull*
Tom
*Elnarwen jumped backward as the... Item, out of nowhere, screamed and threatened her agressor. She covered her face with her right hand as a universal -although stupid- reaction, as an explosion just occured right in front of her.*
*Did she hit something truely alive? Was she hallucinating because of some random spores she could have inhaled in the woods? She couldn't tell at this moment, and the racket the chair was causing didn't allow her to think about the situation.*
*The huntress then came back to her initial position behind the tree, hardly trying to calm herself. But her heavy breathing would have probably betrayed her as she lost control.*

```Silent V disactivated
Cold-Blooded I disactivated
10 Mana Regen: 85/100```
Rosa
*Chair of course heard the heavy breathing, but why would he go there himself when he could send something w̷͋̕a̷̋̏y̵̐͠ ̶̑͐b̸̲͌ȉ̴͠ǵ̷̯g̷͛̕e̴̘͘r̷̈͒ ̶͑̂ä̶̂n̸̑͠d̸̗̈́ ̷̎͝t̶̗͛è̸̇ŕ̶̕í̵͑f̶̂͋y̵̆͌i̶̾̚n̷͌̔g̶̻̐ ̸̦͛t̴̄̽ḧ̴́̄ã̸̍n̴̞͝ ̴̣͒h̴̉̚i̷͉̔m̷̄̓ , so he used his spell called "Soundclown attack" Wich made apear a 3,2 feet wide, 1,6 feet tall and 6 inches long cloud whit a clown face on it (i can provide picture of what he looks like) that charged at the location of the elf at 60 fps, if it touches the elf it would make a loud and horible screech, inducing even more fear into the elf.*
```soundclown attack used: 105/120 Mana```
Antonia
*The elf suddenly felt a spike in magical energy coming from the angry chair. She quickly turned her upper body to get informations about what was going on and saw an ugly, horrible magical face rushing right at her.*
*She instinctively rolled away from the tree she was hiding, but the projectile was too fast. Luckily for her, the spell hit the trunk, and at her surprise, it didn't do any damage, only emitting a faint screech as the spell missed a living target.*
*But now that she rolled away, she was completely exposed. She was fixing her opponent with wide eyes, not really witnessing the true power of the mighty foe she was now facing.*
`"What are you?!"` *She yelled.*
*She still had her magical bow in her left hand as she took a combat posture and her other hand seemed ready to pick an arrow from her quiver.*
`"I may fight back if necessary! What are you?!"` *She shouted again as a preventive move, her self-confidence being mitigated with dread.*
Rosa
*Chair proseded by responding* 
"YOU ELVES ALWAYS SO COCKY TROWING RANDOM SHIT AT EVERYTHING YOU SEE,I HAVE HAD ENOUGHT OF Y'ALL FRRRRRIKING INCELS,GO BURN IN HELL!"
 *Chair then procided by using his spell called "Fireflies" Wich is "A small orb with a velocity of 75 fps and range of 98,5 feet,Upon impact, small flames surround the target, moving similar to how a swarm of flies would(but they don't follow the target around),burning flammable material and causing minor burns. The flames last for 3 turns" Wich if it lands would obviously hurt the elve, but also the enviroment, being that whe are in a forest where barely everything is flamable*
```chair's mana: 90/120```