"Hey! Kid stop" A swish and thump are the only sounds as the figure in front of him rapidly fires an arrow past his ear, turning to face the man who had chased her through the wood. "I'm not a kid" she hisses, her eyes the only thing visible under her cloak, a glowing Violet.
Anarya, an elf from the woodland realm. She was never accepted, and has a rather unpleasant past with the prince.
Her parents sided with the king, who in turn sided with his son. broken hearted anarya fled, out of mind, knowledge and thought, vowing never to love or trust again. Unbeknownst to others, she becomes the shadow, a symbol of terror, stealing, killing and leaving nothing besides a single arrow in her wake.
Many attempt to track her down, exterminate the horror of their thoughts and dreams.
all fail, arriving at a rather untimely death. As She tracks the only one she loves, has ever loved, she has a run in with the fellowship. Will she survive?