[h2][color=B22222][center][i][b]Lerraina[/b][/i][/center][/color][/h2]
[center][color=B22222][i]Location:[/i][/color] On the ground nearing Keystone and the red mist
[color=B22222][i]Interacting with:[/i][/color] ...potentially The red mist and Keystone and any other baddies that try to attack
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Lerraina hit the ground with a loud thud. The shrubbery surrounding the tree barely broke her fall, instead its thorns found way to pierce whatever skin was availa, and the impact of the fall left her body stunned with pain for a short moment. She had endured worse though. One thing was for certain, she refused to let falling out of a tree be the cause of her death.


As soon as she was able to, Lerrain scrambled to her feet, shoving herself as far back against the tree as she possibly could. She had lost her advantage and fell smack into the thick of things. With her back less exposed, she evaluated their situation. Strangely, things finally seemed to be moving towards their favor, save the eerie red mist monster. She eyed keystone as he shouted at the thing. The air around them grew thick and a horrible feeling stirred in the pit of her stomach. She crept slowly towards the scene as it unfolded, an arrow ever at the ready. 


The skeletons started to disburse, though they were never truly the real threat were they. Lerraina's face had contorted into true concern as she stared at the ethereal being, it's force gliding over dead bodies and rubble as it made its way to its mark. This being wasn't undead, but he seemed to control them. There was no hiding this emotion, no hiding the fear. However she blanketed it with her raised bow. If the gods willed it, she would provide backup to Keystone should things go sideways.