<div style="text-align: justify;">The armor in the elven woman's hands was ancient, a relic from her family's glory days when the world still breathed and beat with a furious rhythm. It still amazed the elf that this armor was still intact and still durable, you could see it's age by the many nicks in the tarnished silver, no amount of polish could bring back the luster it once had. It's design was simple, no fancy engravings or inlays, but it held her lineage, hundreds of years of stories about honor and glory. To her it was beautiful, physically flawed but held a sort of charm to it, much like herself. It made her proud to bare this armor.<br/><br/>She rose from her meager cot, ratty blankets falling from her naked body, exposing her scarred flesh. She took a moment to glance outside the grimy windows of her rundown home. The small section that had been <em>designated</em> for elven refugees was as busy as always, her kin on the dirt streets trying to peddle whatever scav they had found or trying to beg food or clothes from passerby. The elf ran her calloused fingers through her short-cropped black hair, letting out a sigh as she looked around for her clothing. Locating the simple (once) white, long-sleeved shirt with it's low-cut collar and her form-fitting dark brown linen pants, she quickly pulled the fabric on. Next she turned to her armor, dressing in a layer of fine steel chainmail before putting on the silver armor piece by piece. <br/><br/>As she was securing her boots, she heard a knock on the knotted wood door and she called out, "<strong>Who is it?</strong>" <br/><br/>"<em>Nevara? It's Adelaide, I have a request for you...</em>"<br/><br/>Nevara, took up her sheathed silver sword and made her way to the front door, prying it open, ignoring the obnoxious groan from the rusted iron bolts. A fairly young elven woman with long, dirty blond hair pulled up into a haphazard ponytail stood before Nev, she fidgeted with her torn shirt, her green eyes cast down at her feet. "<strong>What's wrong Adelaide?</strong>" she asked as she strapped her sword around her hips.<br/><br/>"<em>I-It's nothing terrible, not this time at least but--</em>" The young woman swallowed hard, "<em>Are you going to be heading out to patrol anytime soon?</em>"<br/><br/>"<strong>Yes, I'll be heading out here shortly, actually--why do you ask? What's happened?</strong>"<br/><br/>Adelaide flushed red, "<em>It's...I lost--</em>" She let out a sigh, "<em>A thief came during the night and stole my mother's ring. If you could...any information would be helpful. It's all I have left of her.</em>"<br/><br/>The warrior elf nodded, picking up her late mother's shield she gave Adelaide's shoulder a reassuring squeeze, about to promise her she'd look around when both women felt a violent jolt beneath their feet. Then suddenly a flash of blinding pure white light obscured Nevara's vision and all she could see was white. She could hear glass shattering from her windows and the screams of terrified women and children and then finally silence. Her vision returned, though spots continued to dance and daze and she looked to Adelaide. <br/><br/>"<em>Something fell from the sky!</em>"<br/><br/>"<em>Is this the true end!?</em>"<br/><br/>"<em>Are we all going to die?</em>"<br/><br/>Nev wasted no time to listen to the terrified cries of her kin, instead she ran behind her house to the makeshift stable her father had constructed before he passed. The large Black Shire mare whinnied as she approached and she cautiously approached, patting the giant beast and calming it down. She quickly saddled up the mare, just barely able to reach her leg up to the stirrup. When situated she ushered the horse out of the stable and then quickly pressed into her haunches. The six foot two inch horse took off with a heavy gait, down the beaten rode out of her village, not caring if she trampled on some human's foot or knocking a dwarf over. The horse continued at this pace down the old ruined road towards where she had initially seen the light before it had blinded her. It took sometime but when she arrived she slowed her mare, patting her neck  to calm her down when they went too close to the enormous crater. "<strong>Easy girl, easy.</strong>" She cooed to the beast.<br/><br/>She led the horse around the crater, Nev could barely make out something at the bottom of that thing. Surprisingly no one else was here, she would have thought for sure scavengers and bandits would have beaten her here an already started spilling blood to claim the prize.<br/><br/>Instead she saw a burly man approach from the opposite direction. <br/><br/>Nev bit her lip, unsure what to do, it almost looked like a person was down in the middle of that hole...what if they were hurt? And what if that man was the start of the flood of scavengers she assumed would be here? There was no time to lose! Quickly the woman leapt off her horse and landed near the edge of the crater, she eyed the man suspiciously for a moment before examining the edge, wondering what her best route to the bottom was. If she positioned herself right, she could probably slide down the entire way without much fuss...Possibly, if there was nothing dangerous to get in her way.</div><br/>quick sketch reference by me (http://i1162.photobucket.com/albums/q529/theiloseffect/New%20Stuff/7e5c9c8b.jpg) // armor (http://i1162.photobucket.com/albums/q529/theiloseffect/junk/236f6474.jpg)