Charkai

Mood Music: something stirs in a forest near by the meek trading town Kaphro... A wood elf awakens from his slumber in the forest, hearing the sounds of footsteps outside of his dingy tent. He lifts himself halfway up from his slumbering position and listens intently to his surroundings. He is met with the sound of scratching and scraping, appearing to originate from the outside of his tent. "Cuff, cuff, scrrch, scrrch" A bead of sweat drips from the wood elves forehead, what could this be? He slowly moves to his tents flap and opens it peering out into the unknown. Before him upright in the thick fog he notices the back of a broad figure, it's doing something. What is it? Who knows? for a thick fog has come in and has almost completely engulfed it's being. "Cuff, scrrch, scrrch" The wood elf, paralyzed by fear simply stares at the figure unable to move. The scraping and scratching suddenly ceases, the wood elf's heart begins to pound in his chest. The figure slowly turns around, still enveloped by the fog. The elf's jaw drops, in a silent scream of horror. He watches as the figure lets out a sort of laugh? " Hehheh.." Before the elf can react the figure darts off into the thick fog, completely disappearing from view. After a long pause the elf slowly rises and walks to the tree, upon it he finds a strange symbol carved. Under the symbol lay a strange phrase written in some language unknown to him. The whole thing is dyed a dark blue, what could this mean? Retounen nan nou, papa a fin vye granmoun.