*A wet and slightly shivering Water Elf appears on the shoreline just outside the reaches of the Myrellia woodlands. She staggers up that beach, she can not walk in a straight line, and collapses into the sandy bank. Everyone was out there to kill her and other things kept appearing infront of her. She slept very little waking up but thinking that she had not been asleep with the dream continuing infront of her. It did not matter the sooner she ran the better.*
*After she wakes she runs croached in the treeline of the woods she runs only stopping to catche her breath or to fight bare handed invisible foes. They were every where and they kept coming, something was getting nearer to her each time she fought them. It was coming to kill her and to take her away she knew it. She ran and kept running, East was the direction she was going and she was going quickly. People there where people with power near by she could feel them. They were going to kill her and she was the only one that could defeat them. She kept to the tree line crouching and staggering, occasionally her lopsided stagger meant by accident that she ended going into the light. To her that was when the invisible foes had pushed her and so the fight would start again.*
*Nuuta was close not too close for her likeing she runs south to find the river that runs past the town and once found it swims downriver to the near the mountians. The day was drawing on now yet she used to know this land but it seemed like everything was old and changed to her now. She found somewhere with berries and ate a load that she knew somehow werent poisonuss. This place felt safe yet still the invisible foes kept coming. She was in slight pain now the fighting and the fatigue creaping into her. She slept once more with nightmareish dreams, convincing her that she had not slept at all for the foes were still there.*
