What Lies Within Dain and Rislyn She waved goodbye to her father as she crossed the boundary between worlds. Two years of work with many gods, and she still had no magic. A babbling stream greeted her as the portal closed behind her. Looking around, she smiled. The mortal world was truly beautiful, no matter what her father said. "Lookee what we 'ave 'ere?" A gruff voice sounded from behind a tree, followed by a large man holding a bow. A notched arrow pointed at her face. A doe darted away from them, her life spared by Rislyn's arrival. "She's a right freak, ain't she, boys? She'll make a pretty penny on the slave market," Another voice, behind her, this time, made her skin crawl. She was surrounded, nearly a dozen men stepped out from behind trees. All of them held weapons. "I advise you to let me pass." She growled, trying desperately to sound stronger than she was. Her only chance was to run, she couldn't fight so many men, she just wasn't a strong enough fighter. One man lunged at her, intent on capturing her. At least they didn't want her dead. She jumped over his head, grabbing a tree branch and scrambling up. An arrow whizzed by her ear, startling her. She lost her footing, and fell, landing on top of another man. A branch snapped to her left, distracting her as she rolled to stand. Another of the ruffians grabbed her, roughly binding her wrists.