Kaya awoke into the pitch-black darkness of the underground shelter. She blinked a few times with her eyes when realized that she hadn’t has such a good night of sleep since the last time Aden played her a lullaby. “That damn half-elf” whispered Kaya as she started to remember what happened prior to her falling to sleep. The town bell rang and something was happening. Maybe an attack of orcs or goblins but the truth was she had no clue. The young girl missed all of it. For a moment she waited. Listening for any signs of trouble. But there was nothing. Just an eerie silence that made her feel uncomfortable. A silence like there was nothing above her. No village, no life stock, no birds. Just nothing, like the whole world had vanished into thin air.

Kaya made her way out of the hiding spot and moved towards the door of the shack. Through the holes in it she looked if the coast was clear. She could see the houses but there was no movement in the streets. Everything looked save but there was something off. A sudden unease fell over the girl as she realized that there was a complete lack of movement. No one was in the streets. No person could be spotted through the windows of the houses. The whole village looked deserted. After a deep breath she opened the door and walked towards her home. She wasn’t sure what to expect and hoped that everyone was save.

“Mom? Dad? Aden?” Kaya whispered the names as she entered her house. Everything looked normal. There were no signs of a fight or looting. The fireplace was still burning and the stew her mother was making was still boiling on it. The only thing the scene was lacking where human beings. For a moment she wondered if her parents had gone. Run off to safety without her or something but there was no evidence that pointed towards their departure. All their belongings where still positioned where they should. The young girl wandered around the house looking for her loved ones when she opened the door to the guest room.

The guest room had been occupied by Aden, her mentor. A mysterious half-elf that appeared out of nowhere one day and decided to teach her. Aden did not speak much about his past. He simply says that he just goes where the winds take him, a drifter he called himself. The room was empty, like Aden never had resided there. Aden’s backpack that was always standing in the corner next to the bed was gone. The room looked exactly like it was prior to Aden arrival. The only thing that was off was a book standing on the shelf.
 
Kaya reached out for it and immediately noticed the beautiful elfish letters. She read the title, poetry of the forest. Considering the book was written in the elfish language it was definitely Aden’s. Why did the man leave it behind? All these questions filled her mind as the girl looked through the pages of elfish poetry. Suddenly her heart stopped for a second. Somewhere in the middle was a small piece of paper. As Kaya folded it open recognized the writing as Elfish but yet it was different. It was either an ancient form or some uncommon dialect cause Kaya had a hard time translating it. None the less she could grasps the basics of the letter. It was a warning. The letter warned Aden for three foreign travelers by the name of Dessa, Yog and Yamuna. Devotees of some heathen god,"

She put the letter back in the book and walked outside. She knew her parents and mentor had disappeared and now it was time to find out if there was anyone left in the village. Every house she entered was the same. It all looked like the people had vanished into nothing. No signs of combat, violence or anything. She wandered around town and stopped in front of the house of the old hag. Kaya knew she came to the village 20 years ago and her past was unknown. Maybe she could shed a light on what the rest of the of the letter says. As Kaya opened the door she raised her voice a bit “Anybody around?