Tazmex

As zywyn walked away, ignoring what just happened, he look to where the fox was killed and said under his breath "Serves you right, you murderous Bastard". He looked to where the spear lie and he picked it up, holding it firmly he said "I may be able to find some use for you". so as he walked back to camp, he was feeling rather exhausted and his muscles screamed at him in exhaustion, finally he gave in after about half an hour he slipped into reverie.

the goblin ran away screaming, in its gravelly sounding voice "WIZARDS!!" his gasps for air was breaking down what he was trying to say, he continued "Think gets away fro..." the sentence was never finished. all that poor goblin knew, what it could know, what it feared, what it loved, all it had, all it had never accomplished in its pathetic life vanished within a few seconds as the blue bolts of energy hit the back of his head.

So as he was eating he noticed some slight noise and movement around where he was.he cast the same life detection spell he had earlier used. he squinted his eyes really hard to figure out what the creature was. "I have to get closer" he said while rubbing his eyes. so as he got closer the blob of blue glow had started to take shape..... "Great, now its a 'Shapely' blob." as he still neared the blob started to appear like a fox, dispelling the magic he was using he walked closer when he stepped on a twig about 40 paces from the fox his face twisted in fear that it would scare this animal off. the fox turned its head in the elf's general direct

after about a day of walking, he decided it was time to get some food. After waiting behind a tree for an hour, nothing had shown itself to him, No sounds of life at all. so he just decided to cast a simple detect life spell, Laughing he said "I can't believe how long it took me to think to cast that spell". He noticed some movement to his left, he knew it was alive because it was outlined in a blue glow, Trying to silence his movements as much as possibe, which for him was somewhat difficult - a clumsy yet graceful elf - but he still did it. as he got closer the spell started to wear off, and he could actually identify the creature - a

He walked back to where his mothers corpse lie, picked her up, so that she lie in his arms.  looked at her bloodied head, and sighed and said with regret "this isn't something i should be saying at my age to my mother, but you need a proper burial, and i'm gonna be the one to do it.". he walked east for a couple of hours to something he considered a suitable spot for her body. By this time though, the sun was high in the sky, hidden behind the canopy above him. "Atleast i know those....... those evil creatures are gone." Zywyn knew, Like pretty much everyone else on the surface knew, Drow couldn't stand to have the sun in their eyes. While he

"I can't believe how late i'm out" zywyn said to himself as he wandered through the forest His feet cathing on tree roots, but nothing seemed to matter to him, for the moon was up in full tonight this young elf reached a river that intersected perfectly between two trees. he stared into the river, just lost sense of around him when he saw a reflection of himself. a little dirt here and there on his pale blue skin, his green eyes sparkling with gold flecks around the edge, his boyish smile, his pointed ears with a cut right on the tip of the left and of course his white hair - pulled back in a ponytail by a bluish green headband given to