Chapter 3: ??? Awakens
Beware of the forest by the bay
Do not make the mistake
Of shedding blood on its grass
The trees house an arrow
That never misses
Out in a forest somewhere, at a time, there was a hunter that had her arrow notched in her bow. She stalked through the forest, looking for her prey. A lone cart was traveling through the dirt path. A cloaked figure was manning the cart. Glimpsing through the few visible parts of their skin, it had a rather greenish hue to it. The figure's size looked beyond that of a human, perhaps, it was an orc.
The forest was still. The hunter listened through her pointed ears, a brown tint to her watchful eyes. The crisp crinkle of the leaves was one of the few sounds in this hauntingly quiet domain. She could feel her heartbeat resonate with a
