Shynthriir stumbled across a waterfall. He loved waterfalls; their sound, their beauty, entranced him. He sat down under the shadow of a tree and closed his eyes, only for a minute, but soon feel asleep in peace.

Loki slowly clambered towards the falls, rather tired, and feeling a bit sick.

She dropped into the water, closing her eyes, and going under. She surfaced finally, looking about, and noticed the sleeping drow. She stopped swimming, simply watching the peaceful being, then climbed out of the water. She closed her eyes, summoning her humanoid form.

She snranki quickly, her shining scales turning to the colour of ivory, her hair was ebony, and her eyes shone out from her face, deep black. The pair of curved horns stayed put on her head, though she grew long, pointed ears.

She crouched near the drow, staring at him with a vague intrest.