hope for the future

The elves arrow

The rider disembarked from the horse in shock at the recent attack. "well I could inquire as to why imps are so far from the forest first?" he scoffed at the three of them. Crest looked at the other two and back at the eleven archer. "we, seek the aide of Rick the warlock and journey to his castle in the east past the mountains." he began but was cut off by the archer, "So be it, I will help you until the eastern mountain range, the plains are well guarded in the hands of this elf. Crest smiled and sighed, "Thank you, I can tend to your horse, I carry leaves for the wounds, just add water and salt to a leaf." t he elf look questioningly at the leaves crest removed from his bag.

"Very well," the elf agreed. Within minutes, the horse was standing again. The archer hung his bow on the horse's saddle and began to look off into the tall grass, "there is a road that goes east to the mountains. We should avoid the tall grass." as the three imps and the archer began to walk along the road, it began to rain lightly. Twenty minutes of walking led the four of them to a village where the archer gained a new supply of water and arrows. With odd looks towards his temporary companions, "well those three are new" one of the onlookers stated to himself.

After collecting supplies, they continued down the road through the plains toward the distant mountains. "the road is protected by my people. The lions fear it, but we keep it that way with difficulty." the elf sighed, "not much as a wolf in the woods, lions, takes a lot to scare them away." Crest looked up toward the horseman trotting slowly down the road with them trailing beside them. Col scoffed, "your bow seemed enough!" and Crest smirked, "quite the truth that." the archer looked down from his stead, "Ha! Well, I tried." with a proud smile.

As the rain stopped, around sun set, the four of them took a rest near a clearing on the side of the road. Crest prepared some leftover fish for an evening meal and the sun set on the plains. The Journey Crest believed, was only to be this easy with such a companion as the elf archer. Though he showed no fear, Crest was afraid of what would lye in the mountains' wake. The time in the plains was nearing its end.