An Elven Friend
Writen by Chris Holland
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After several weeks, Brakk slowly began to recover, with the help of Myst's care. He began remembering more of his past and recalled the day he and Myst met.

During this period of time, Myst had more than enough time to explore the surrounding environment. He mentally mapped out the forest using the alter, where the strange event had occured, as a milestone.

Myst approached the alter again and yet nothing happened. He considered the incident to be nothing but an inconvenient earthquake that had consequently happened when they neared the alter, but he was still skeptical.

Everything during the past week had been relitively normal until one day, as he was hunting in the forest, he heard an object whiz behind his head and immediately struck a man, who had a knife and obviously intended harm for Myst, behind an oak tree, not two feet away from him, pearcing his abdomen.

Myst hurried back to his camp and decided that it would be best for him and Brakk to evacuate the area in order to avoid any further serious conflict. Yet, the thought still stood in Myst's mind, where was the mysterious arrow shot from? The answer, he knew, whould not come to him from the sky, he would have to search for it.

Meanwhile, far above in the upper regions of the forest, a member of the elven race, whom Myst was unaware of, was pulling another arrow from his quiver in order to be ready for another possible attack on the stranger on the forest floor. This elf was Edwin the Wood Elf of Murkwood. Edwin and his race were different from the other elves in that they stood over six feet tall, and could travel swiftly by foot more furtively than one of any other race. His race is also known for their marksmanship and magical capabilities.

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