"SPLASH!" The once peaceful, mirror still lake was abruptly disturbed by a small figure plummeting from the sky above. For a moment nothing but bubbles broke the rippling surface, and then the small figure started splashing around, flailing his arms wildly in a poor attempt to swim to shore.
"Cough, sputter, ugh! Help! I'm drowning!" The Halfling screamed until he realized that his feet were touching the shallow bottom close to the shore. Hoarse, hysterical laughter sounded from the white raven circling above the soggy Halfling.
"Hahaha Caw! You never cease to amuse me Quinn." The raven chuckled.
Quinn picked up the nearest stone and hurled it at Sizrit. He quickly dodged the incoming missile.
"Sizrit, if I ever see your master again I'm going to ring his neck!" Quinn threatened, shaking his fist in the air.
“Be careful what you say. Yenir can hear you. I am still his familiar" Reminded Sizrit "You know he can be very mischievous, and you tend to make easy prey."
"Don't remind me" Quinn surveyed his surroundings, taking note of the gnarled, ancient looking trees that surrounded the lake. “Don’t suppose you know where we are Sizrit? If I didn't know better, I'd think we were in the High Forest." No sooner did he say this when something cold and slimy brushed his ankle. Quinn let out a startled yelp." There's something in the water."
"It's probably just seaweed" Sizrit joked then looked suddenly horror-stricken. "Uh..uh, Q-Quinn!"
Before he could turn around the slimy thing wrapped tightly around his ankle and pulled him sharply under the water. Next thing he knew he was being dragged farther out into the lake and deeper under the water. Quinn looked down at his captor and was horrified at what he saw. An ugly hag with thin, black strands of hair mingled with seaweed was staring hungrily at him as she dragged him deeper.
Quinn, out of reflex, let out a scream and sent a stream of precious bubbles floating to the surface.
To be continued...
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