Jaymee runs through the wood looking behind her at regular intervals making sure that no one is following her. The branches on the trees grab at her clothes ripping and tearing them. Her eyes brim with tears at the thought of what she just did but then she remembers the reason why. A thin grimace sets upon her face. She slows to a walk as she gets to the elven village. Her mouth opens in wonder and she stares up at the trees that loom above her carrying the houses of the elven village that lay before her.