

Chapter 3 Tales of a BardAs he scaled one the familiar peeks of Jötunheimr he saw a raven with feathers that were as black as the night sky and twice as beautiful, the biggest raven hed ever seen. It was standing on a cliff side off the mountain. It would surly have enough meat to feed his family for weeks.Chapter 3 Tales of a Bard
With the speed and perfection that only elves are known to have. he notched his arrow and shot at the bird. The minute the arrow left the shaft of the bow the skies darkened with storm clouds and a gust of wind surround the bird. The arrow was caught in the wind and was blown away. The bird looked surprised at first then it spotted Tyson.
~kaine
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