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[Chandra Moonfire]

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“Our lands are torn asunder!” When will these atrocities stop?” No one will raise a hand to help us!”


Chandra walked her llama through Yew town square. She had a pack filled with cooked fish steaks and some clothing to give the poor souls, whose cries she heard in her sleep.
She found a lady and a child, dirty and bedraggled, sitting under a tree on the edge of town. They looked to be exhausted and anguished beyond what humans should have to bear. Chandra cautiously walked to them, keeping her eyes on the mother, and stopped a few feet away. The mother looked up, noticing Chandra for the first time. Her eyes widened and she pulled the child closer to her shivering body. “Please, milady, we are only resting here a moment. We will leave your lands as soon as Amy can walk on her own.”
Chandra raised her hand. “I have not come to run you away. I am only here to help, if I may. I have come from the Abbey; I have fish to eat and some clothing that is in good repair should you need it. I am not a landowner nor am I titled. I am Chandra Moonfire, please call me Chandra.”
Chandra gave the woman and her child food and clothing and let them know if they needed shelter they should make their way to the Yew Abbey and ask for Father Alexander. He would see that they were taken care of and had a place to sleep.

As Chandra walked further into the woods of Yew she stopped suddenly and raised her nose to the wind. “Oh No!” She started to run towards the smoke and the sound of people yelling. As she cleared the tree line what she saw was a small shop on fire. As she ran towards the door to see if anyone was inside, she was grabbed from behind by strong arms and lifted.
She couldn't see who held her but knew herself in danger when his gruff voice yelled in her ear, “What do we have here! A little elven lady! Come to buy some soft gloves or a pair of fancy boots, have you?” The man laughed loud and mean. Chandra struggled in his grip,” Please sir let me down. Don’t you hear her? There is someone in the shop and she can’t get out! She will die! Let me go!”
The man threw Chandra to the ground and yelled at her, “Stay away from that shop or I’ll toss you in as well!” He began to walk away and watch the fire, acting as if he couldn't hear the woman inside, crying piteously for help. He wore a flour sack over his head with eyes cut so he could see. He looked like a scarecrow come to life.

Chandra could not wait any longer; she sprang to her feet and ran towards the shop door. She got down on her knees and began to crawl inside just as the man tried to grab her; she disappeared in the smoky room. She pulled her dress collar over her mouth and nose and crawled towards the crying lady’s voice. She had to stop and pull her dress up so her knees were on the bare floor, then she could move faster even though the bite of the floor into her skin made her wince. She saw the lady huddled down in the corner with her arms wrapped around her legs, she was crying and coughing. Chandra made it to her side and grabbed her ankle. The lady screamed and kicked out. Chandra spoke loudly,” Milady I am come to show you the way out. You will have to crawl behind me. Please come, we haven’t much time.”
The lady started to follow Chandra as she crawled towards the daylight coming through the open door. Just as they came within reach, the door slammed shut. Chandra could hear the man outside yelling “You wanted to go inside! Now you won’t be coming out!”

The lady behind her started to cough and Chandra couldn't see her through the smoke anymore. Chandra tried to call out to her but the lady wouldn't answer or couldn't. Chandra crawled and found a door in the back of the shop. She pushed it open and fell inside. She called and called for the lady but received no answer, only the yelling and cursing of the man outside. She looked around desperately for some way to get out and found a small low window. The panes had been broken and she was small enough to fit through. She fell to the ground on the outside and lay there coughing. The man came around the corner and was just set to grab her when he turned towards a noise and ran off into the woods. As Chandra looked up in the sky she saw Lady Genna’s face looking down on her with concern.

Chandra coughed for what seemed like the hundredth time and Genna handed her another glass of water. Chandra had related the whole story, slowly and painfully. ,” I couldn't save her, she wouldn't answer me in the smoke, I didn't have any more time. I was lucky you were patrolling or I’m afraid the man would have killed me too.” Genna wiped Chandra’s tears and put her to bed. When she walked outside and stood under an apple tree she finally breathed a sigh of relief that Chandra was alive. But it would seem the rioters were being joined by murderers or the tide was turning for the worse