A path in the clearing
The trodden moss before your feet creates a path that allows one to walk
deeper within the forest. The foliage about this path is thick, almost
overwhelming. The song of the forest continues to greet you. Sometimes
small whispers while at other times loud grunting sounds come from further
in the forest. The sky seems distant, hidden beneath the blanket of leaves
that shadow you. To the south the forest continue growing darker the deeper
you gaze. The northern side of the path grows steeper, rising into the
rolling foothills.


A wood-elf is here, legs crossed as she surveys her surroundings.

<100%hp 100%m 100%mv 4512tnl> l 2.
A young wood-elf maiden, she is dressed in casual browns and greens, mostly
earthen tones to keep her cover within these glades. Her fingers are quite
slender and she carries both a long dagger at her side and a bowl in her
arms. It appears as if she has been tending to the forest, though it is also
difficult to tell if she was gathering or hunting. She wears brownish boots
and her eyes are a light green, accenting the markings upon her face. She
looks somewhat wild as her hair is uncombed and tangled, though the fear that
marks her gives her the look of a frightened doe.
A wood-elf is in perfect health.

a wood-elf is using:
<worn on body> a tunic of hardened leather
<worn on legs> wood-trimmed greaves
<wielded> a thin metallic sabre

<100%hp 100%m 100%mv 4512tnl> con 2.
A hooded figure waits patiently nearby.
A wood-elf is about the same size you are.
He looks very disinterested.

I was just wondering if this was a typo, or a gender mishap?

valguarnera@carrionfields.com