<strong>Name</strong>: Elf in Distress<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Darkholme Forest<br/><strong>Time</strong>: Early Evening (around 5pm)<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Harmony and Rhapsody<br/><br/>Harmony and her sister had been travelling for a few days now. Rumor of the swords, which was prevalent these days, took them to the Darkholme Forest. Darkholde was known to be home to tribes of xenophobic elves and foxgirl bandits, along with numerous breeds of monsters. The forest lived up to it's name, the trees blotting out almost all light, so most traveled at night. Luckily for the catgirls, they were more adapted for hunting at night. Still, old habits were hard to break, and travelling more near the evening seemed natural.<br/><br/>Along the path, Harmony could make out an overturned cart. There appeared to be signs of a struggle, along with a cloak covered body sitting up against the cart. It was hard to make out, but the person appeared to be a young woman.