A Friends Request
It has been weeks since Keira last saw any other human being. There was a spy out there that she had to catch for a friend. “Do not let anyone else catch him.” He said. “For neither good nor evil must know of what he knows.” Yet he has not given any description of your target. “Once you see him, you’ll know it is him.” Was all that he described of him before he rode away in a hurry. She headed south and started searching, first by the northern ponds, then following the creeks south into the man-made marshes. Magic and artillery turned a once lush land into an inhospitable land, dividing the two realms. It was the third week, with her rations running low, when she saw a sleek, almost starved, pale-skinned creature ahead of her. It hunched down over a creek with its knees almost reaching its ears, while it patiently stared at the water below. Quickly, she checked the wind and her surroundings, searching for a spot to lay low and observe. She found some shrubbery nearby to hide behind, gi...