Chapter One: The Ranger Apprentice

Wet foliage slapping at her face, the young, half-elvan ranger dives through the underbrush near the western eaves of the Wood of Sharp Teeth. She is in her element, lithe and quick. She knows the terrain and how to maneuver in it. She does not get caught on stray branches, or tripped by fallen debris. Her woodland cloak whips behind her, shadowing her every move as if it has a mind of its own. Her tight leather armor hugs her closely, accentuating every dip and curve of her well formed fisique. Her name is Lystra Silverdragon and this is the start of her tale.

The Goblin Queen

See her there, the Goblin Queen, See how she sits in the hollow of her tree, See how she calls upon magics of green, See how she waggles her fingers in greed, See how she pulls from forces unseen, See her there, the Goblin Queen.