The villagers were all collected in the ranger camp just north of the biggest city in the mountains woods. The ranger captain was taking a tally when a woman ran up to him, her face tear streaked and red. “Captain...I can’t find my children...they weren’t in the wagon...” the captain cursed and looked around, looking for one of his men he could send back to look. What he suddenly realized was one of his rangers was already gone...

Ashteria was running full speed, barely missing trees and rocks as she followed the path the rescue crew had already taken. The villagers had been attacked by monsters of some sort and the rangers were getting them to safety till the hunters could clear the town. But ash had realized that three of the kids from the kids wagon weren’t at the camp. She knew them because she had helped them get the youngest into the wagon. She cursed, hoping she found them before anything really bad happened. Her wind blade and breeze knifes were on her person, as well as the sword she had always remember having. She had to find those kids, that’s all that mattered.