Jazilin crouched in the bushes, bow drawn and ready to strike. For those who might see her, she would appear to be resting. Under her hood, her eyes darted, taking in the dry, unforgiving details of the Lone Lands. It had been weeks since the last rainfall, and the ground was cracked. A few wispy clouds lingered in the sky. Jaz pulled the bowstring back as the faint sound of footsteps reached her ears.
A lone Elf wandered past, back slightly bent beneath a heavy looking travel pack. This Elf was young still, but wary. With her was a large, black bird. Jaz watched intently as the Elf and her companion shuffled past. She pulled the string to her mouth, raising it slowly. Even with the most care, she could not prevent the smallest crackle of dry leaves. The bird instantly began to call out in a shrill, high pitched yelp. The Elf's eyes widdened slightly, looking around. It was now or never.
Jaz released the string, sending a long, slender arrow flying toward the bird. It flew higher, having sensed a pressence, but Jaz had already loosed a second toward the paniced Elf's leg. This time, the arrow hit its mark, burying itself deep in the flesh of the Elfs' leg. She reached down and pulled the arrow out of her leg, looking around with irritation. Inside her bush, Jaz frowned. Any normal being would have fallen at a hit like this one. The Elf was clearly unarmed, and the bird had fled to a nearby tree. She arose from her shelter and stared at the Elf. Her victim returned the defiant gaze.
The Elf was the first to speak. "Who are you to attack weary travellers with such ferocity?" Jaz simply smirked, "A hunter who happened to spy your bird. Keep it close, lest another of my skill take its life." The conversation continued for a few minutes. The Elf's name was Eerwen, and she was travelling home to Rivendell from Celondim. She had come a long way, it seemed, and did not plan on being stopped anytime soon. Jazilin reluctantly came from her hiding place and walked with this strange Elf for a while. Eerwen was a healer for the Blades of Twilight, and her bird was a crow named Faun. Jaz revealed her name, and was suprised when her Elf friend recognized her name, saying the people of Bree-land sometimes spoke of her with disgust.
Jaz ended up traveling with Eerwen to Rivendell, where they stayed until Jazilin left back for Bree-town. Before she went, she asked Eerwen a favor. She asked for an Elf-made bow and a quiver of arrows to hunt with.
