The air smelt of stenched blood. The skies were dark while the surounding landscape was visible enough for anyone to stay on track. Further ahead of me on a crackled ground stands a common harkan; a double variation of two blue colours it has with a snout of a cow and a body of a wild cat. "Blue Cows" is what a Fighter angrily described them for the sudden attack he once had from a those beasts.

There was enough unoccupied space surounding the Harkan for me to sneak pass it without another game of cops and robbers. I kept on running but stopped to notice how it held its club letting the heavier end rest on its shoulders. I wanted to get closer to it. A very interesting creature it is. But suddenly its body turned around and chased me to the gate to Elderine. I quickly teleported using the gate before it could land its club on me. I can't kill it alone. I knew that I wouldn't be able to survive before I could hunt it down.

This is an Archer's problem now. We aren't as agile and sneaky as we are supposed to be, so as I've heard complaints from a few other brethren. The same gossips are being spread fast among the elven archers. We aren't being supported with enough abilities given to us by Nature, thus making us the most unwanted class for a grinding party. I still like what I have, but after hearing all the skills we lack, I now feel shameful for wanting more. Where do these elves find out about our missing abilities?

It must have started with the a group of archers who shared the same jealousy; the Mages are being replaced over us and that the Mages can already do a similar skill to what we have that once gave us a special identity. They are now ahead of us with their newly discovered magic.

We can't blame Nature for not providing us everything. There must be another of those materialistic humans thats holding Nature back from helping us out. I won't know just yet butfor now, we Archers must survive on whatever Nature provides for us. Our time to shine will come one day.

Not blending with Nature

That feeling is coming back to me again. But this time its a bit worse. I feel like I'm in between two worlds that do not want me. Humans and Nature.

Humans, some are hostile to me and my fellow brethren archers for what we are. Those Mages took our identity. We aren't needed by any party like we used to. I guess Nature isn't with us Archers just yet. We would need to survive with what we have for now until we get new skills given to us by Nature.