At long last, War Scribe had found her prey! That dreaded Lorekeeper, Zakiyah, and another woman were standing near the base of a mountain as if they were looking or waiting for someone!
However; it didn't matter what they were doing because from the Drow Chronicler's point ot view, one, possibly both of them--if that other woman chose to interfere--was going to be dead when she got through with them!
Barrelling her horse in their direction, War Scribe let out a blood-curdling scream of rage that immediately drew the attention of Zakiyah and Rose.
"DIE! LOREKEEPER! DIE!" screamed the Dark Elf Chronicler, leaping from the back of her horse! Raising her book high over her head, War Scribe brought the full force of her tome down on Zakiyah's skull.
