Chapter One - Part Two

Moonbeams filtered to the forest floor in front of Reith and Tyrel as the pair made their way towards Commerce. They walked in contrast of each other; Reith, tall and slender, wore a dark hooded cloak, her green hair mostly covered; Tyrel, short and sturdy, his sword sheathed at his side. The forest opened into a meadow in front of them.

"This will be a good place to rest for tonight," Reith announced as she began setting up camp. Tyrel peered around and noticed a few unusual gray mounds, but not thinking much of them, he began assisting Reith.

Tyrel worked seemingly preoccupied in thought as his facial expressions mirrored his unease. In fact, Tyrel's preoccupation weighed on him so much he failed to notice Reith had stopped setting up camp and stood motionless in the darkness listening to their surroundings.

"Listen." Reith instructed.

The dwarf stopped his work and tilted his ears in the wood nymph's direction. At first, Tyrel heard nothing; then he heard something push through the air towards them.

"Get down!" Reith warned, pushing Tyrel sideways as a rather large object brushed passed their heads and then crashed behind them. Tyrel stood up, drew his sword and rushed toward their attacker. But almost as quickly as the dwarf had been to act, he slowed and sheathed his sword.

"What is it?" Queried Reith.

"A cow..."

"A cow?"

In an act of recognition, Tyrel turned back toward the meadow with its unusual gray mounds and pointed, "the meadow must be full of them."

Reith didn't have much time to process this information as another cow flew by them and landed near the trail opening.

"Let's get back into the woods."