Waiting for Myra to return had become harder to do as each day passed. Giving up on waiting for her to appear at the Arrow, Veil walked to the small stone tower her friend called home.
A twig snapped, and a hint of fear entered her step as she was reminded of the cryptic message left for herself a few days ago at her home.
After a wary look around the area she tacked a note to the door.Myra,
Please contact me when you return. I have a message for you from a drow dressed in red and black.
Veil.
The fear returned tenfold as she turned and felt the one who had been following her nearby. Facing him was not something she was prepared to do at the moment. Acting immediately she spoke the words that would take her away until he tracked her down again.