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Zoe walked along the forest line, ducking under branches and stepping over fallen logs, it wouldn't take long for her to track down the creature who had disgraced her family. The foot prints in the mud would lead her right to him. Her black hair was tucked behind her pointy elven ears, her blind eye blank as the other was bright with anger. She carried a sword in her right hand, tightly gripped and ready for battle. There..she spotted him in the distance she yelled angrily and ran toward the enemy sword drawn and swinging.
With naught but a hairbreadth saving her, she twisted sideways, feeling the rush of air disturbed by the enemies heavy blade whistling past her cheek. She brought her sword across, yet found no target, for the stroke was expertly blocked by his broad blade, and metal rang against metal. Before she could recover he pressed his advantage, slamming her against the ribs with the flat of his weighty weapon in a blow that drove the breath from her body and sent stars of pain ricocheting through her. Like a felled wand, she sprawled backward to the grass. Jacob fell heavily upon her and straddled her hips, raising his broadsword above his head to deliver what would be the death stroke that would sever her head from her slender neck.
His heavy weight crushed her, robbed her of breath and strength. She couldn't move, could scarce breath! "Blessed Frey, Get off me you cow!"she cursed, straining until sweat bled from her brow to throw him off.

The enemies eyes grew wide with surprise as the stabbing pain grew throughout his back. He let out a loud growl and dropped his sword toward the ground, his grip tight on the pummel. Zoe's eyes shut tight as she felt the air disturb near her ear, the sound of the metal digging into the ground. She opened her good eye and peered at the enemy still staring down at her with amazement as if wondering how she had managed to stab him in the back. Seeing his moment of weakness she brought up her leg and managed to push him off of her, quickly getting to her feet.
The enemy slowly got to his feet and turned on the stranger. "Well now, it seems I not only missed one of you dirty creatures, but two." he grumbled angrily, his sword arm feeling weak as he shakily lifted it toward the stranger.
Zoe bent down and lifted her sword, taking her stance.

Zoe scoffed at the fallen creature before resting her eyes on the stranger.
"I could of handled him myself. I've no need for an assassin, elven or no." she said proudly with her head held high, her arms crossed her chest.
"But I thank you just the same, for the help." she grinned crookedly, showing pearly white teeth. "The names Zoe."

Ferral walked through the forest glancing around paranoid, someone had been following her on and off the last couple of days. She heard voices ahead of her and notched an arrow in her bow. "Are you friend of foe?" She asked letting her long black hair flow recklessly around her. Her iridescent blue eyes darted around searching every shadow for enemies.

"Hello?" She called again standing her ground. Something had been following her and she would take no chances with the people in front of her. 'With my luck it's going to be an assasin.' She thought looking around. Her pointed ears perked taking in all the sounds around her, if something was close she'd hear it.

Slightly startled, but attempting to hide it, Ferral turned to the man behind her. "Who are you?" She clipped pulling a dagger from her boot, "Are you the one who's been following me?" She asked.

Zoe was about to retort about being drawn to a creature such as the one laying dead on the ground, her nose crinkled when the voice of a young woman reached her ears. She looked behind her just just as she was about to yell out friend, Ongaku disappeared just as quickly as he had come.
She turned on her heel and ran toward the voices of the stranger and Ongaku in the distance.
She stopped short, a few feet away and leaned all her weight on one leg, her fingers resting on her hips. "What is this an interrogation?"