Arisa found herself as usual outside her grandmotherâ€™s farm in the neighboring town from her home known as  Calvanian. She was here in the neighboring village trying to help her human grandmother who was soon to pass away. It seemed life had a way of stealing what was most important to her, and sending it away. She tugged on a tomato that seemed to not want to come off the very leaf that it hung from. When at last she got it to release she fell backward onto her butt. "Damnâ€¦even the tomato wants to fight me today." Her hand wiped across her sweaty for-head. She did this for her father, and her mother. Plus she just loved her old lady like another mother. Even though she was partly a different race, and had to deal with the common racism of the human folk in the village since she was one very few nightelves to visit.<br/><br/>The sun seemed to pound down on her for-head and for just a moment her bright pink eyes went blind because of the strength of the sun. She heaved a sigh and pushed herself back up. The farm itself seemed almost larger than life. The fact that she was one of 12 workers made the work seem less it was still highly draining of energy especially for a nightelf who was not supposed to be out in the sun at all but here she is in the bright sunlight just because she loves her grandmother with all her heart.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Arisa!!!" </span>A little village girl screamed her name as she picked a pickle.<br/><br/>Arisa darted her eyes over to the little girl and she smiled weakly. "Iâ€™ll be fineâ€¦" Well at least she thought she would be fine that was until she saw the blood dripping down the little girlâ€™s arm. Her eyes went wide and she ran to the girl was only 12 feet away from her, and before she knew it her hands were ripping the sleeve off the girlâ€™s cloth and wrapping it around her wound with care.<br/><br/>"Melanie how many times did grandma tell you to be careful. Really Sweety donâ€™t be so careless." She smiled her little cousin who had long luscious deep black hair that was tangled due to the farm work. Her hands went back to carefully helping Melanie work on the other end of the  tomato patch. They would hardly finish the picking job today it would have to wait.<br/><br/>Melanie gave her a weak smile then went back to work. Arisa turned to head back down the long patch when her body suddenly went still. A very loud shriek caught her attention. One that stilled the entire farm. Every worker froze. It was the horrid scream from her grandmother.<br/><br/>In worry Arisa ran down the patch and through half the gardening area till she reached her grandmotherâ€™s hut. Her heart crunching in pain with every-step. She knew she was too late as her feet ran up the dusted steps and right into the hut. Her grandmother was laying flat on the floor, blood dripping from her mouth, and an open wound straight through the heart. She gasped in shock and tears streamed down her face.<br/><br/>Someone or something killed her grandmother and as her eyes searched around it was clear whatever it was disappeared. She turned to face the garden when she saw a black shadow cross in front of her eyes. The next thing she knew almost every worker was fallen on the floor dead. Her eyes were so in shock that she hadnâ€™t noticed when she had ran out the door , flying past , and through the front door to stand in the main road like a dumbo.