<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=227485.msg11371859#msg11371859">Quote from: CeruleanSerenity on 19-06-2015, 09:56:26</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">An arrow. Danger. But she knew that already.<br/><br/>Still. Arrows were meant to pierce flesh, not earth. A warning shot? Or a mere miss? The latter seemed doubtful; though she had been alert, she had been standing still, an easy mark. But perhaps their assailants were bad shots... or poor of sight in the dark.<br/><br/>Speaking of standing still. She shouldn't be doing that. But for a moment, her mind was too busy pondering the <em>what </em>and <em>why </em>to spare time for the <em>don't die</em>.<br/><br/>Cover. She snapped to her senses and moved fast, hurrying to duck into the nearest tent as she scanned the forest one more time for a better view of the attackers, trusting - perhaps unwisely - that her companions would know who she was and what she was doing.<br/><br/>Surely they had seen her around and could deduce why she was here. She had more important things to worry about than formal introductions in the middle of a battle. ...Right?<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>As Rinarya ran into the tents, Kailae's arm went off ringing shrilly in everyone's ears and waking everyone up.  Nobody is frightened or concerned by Rinarya as she happened to run into a tent of her fellow Dryad Woodsmen.<br/><br/>The campfire has by now died down and barely illuminates the outskirts of the camp.<br/><br/>Arrows start piercing the tents as the full party sees the outlines of figures and glints of steel surrounding the encampment.  The figures appear to be between three and a half and four feet tall when you can make out their shapes.<br/><br/>tag - party