He walked through the trees searching for the intruder. It was odd that he heard no footsteps. A trail of blood was all he had. From the way the blood was splashed onto the leaves, it suddenly made sense. The Assassin was flying.

With bow in hand, Eajl Sha'falas Luiril looked up. There on a limp stood a black clad figure with bow in hand. The assassin, realizing it had been spotted, drew its bow quickly and fired a shot off at Eajl.

Eajl could hear the arrow whistling down on him. He tumbled forward with traditional quick elven movement and the arrow only grazed his back. The cut on his back began to burn immediately. It was not a burn that would normally accompany torn flesh, but something different.

Eajl realized that these arrows were poison tipped. Another arrow whizzed by his head, missing its mark and quickly another was on target for his chest. Eajl swung his large sword in a swift movement knocking back the arrow. It was more luck than skill, a reaction. Re-sheathing his sword, Eajl grabbed his bow and fired off 3 shots in unison like only an elf could. The first two arrows missed their mark but the third nailed the assassin in the thigh.

The assassin reacted quickly by throwing down a ball of some sort which exploded into a tremendous amount of smoke. When it cleared, the assassin was gone.

Eajl ran back to where he left the Queen. Rhiadora was unharmed, unscratched. She was kneeling by the bodies of 3 of her personal guard. She looked up at Eajl with eyes full of tears.