Jaymee traveled barefoot through the misted hills, the dew making its silent trails over her feet. She pushed on through the dark veil of mist that concealed the area that was directly in front of her. Though her eyes could not see through this dense matter, her heart led her hopefully in the right direction. She walked slowly placing her feet on where she knew solid ground lay. By the time she noticed that she was at the lake, Her feet had arrived at the edge and she came to such a sudden stop as to not fall in that her heels dug a tiny hole into the moist mist covered ground.

Her eyes looked into the black murky depth of the lake and yet again nothing could be seen or even hinted at beneath the surface. Jaymee took two hesitant steps back for she had heard many stories and talk of a beast that had made its home in this very lake. She, being the curious person she was, had to find out if the stories were true. Her curiousity was fed regularly as she heard more stories at the inn she had stayed at on the way. But when she arrived here, a whole nother emotion took ahold of her, fear.

Jaymee was never really the person to step back and watch someone else do it before she would try it out. She was usually the one that people looked up to to try something new. She was the bold, curious girl in her town. The one who's parents were constantly worried that she would find something dangerous and get hurt. This time, it wasn't her parents that were afraid, it was her. Before, she doubted that the tales were true and it was probably just a shape created by the mist that looked like a monster. But now that she was here, The mist and the murky black waters fed onto her fears and her heart was racing half expecting something to rise up out of the water and feast on her soul.

((...I was so tempted to bring in my dragon character...you wouldn't believe it...
;--; ))

A figure wrapped in a cloak dropped down to sit in a crouch beside her, seemingly appearing from nowhere, eyes half-closed in a strange type of careless abandon of all sense, especially in such a seemingly dangerous place. A pair of thing shadowy things that were like thin little wires were atop the being's head, twitching absently as it stared into the murky depths of the water.

The figure paused, then turned slightly, and a pair of eyes, glowing a faint red colour, looked up into her face, and the wires moved forward, drooping to fall in front of the being's face.

The eyes closed for a moment, then opened again, the red twicting and swirling away, then coming back to take over the full space of its' eyes. It's mouth opened and it yawned, glanced back at the water, and stood slowly, stretching its' limbs.

It took a step backwards, and then, with a truly angering nonchalance, it bowed, though it was without respect, and seemingly only from habit. "Hello." The voice was heavy with disdain, and was quite disrespectful, and very cool, smooth and icy.

The figure was now more visible, and decidedly female, she wore a surcoat, over her armor, and a smirk on her face. She had dirty-blonde hair, messy and unkempt, and a disrespectful look in her eyes, a strange aura, flickering with shadow and light, twisting in a never-ending dance of right and wrong, was just out of the range of sight, but if one saw her from the corner of their eye, it was there, right there, right in sight.

Jaymee felt a small shivver run down her spine as she felt the sudden presence right beside her. She slowly turned her head to spy the woman. Her heart raced for she had not heard of seen the woman coming up behind her and it just gave her a small feeling in the back of her head that said -something's not right about this person- Ignoring that small voice, Jaymee managed a weak smile and said "Hello there. Friend or foe?" since she could not clearly see the woman.

Jaymee mind concentrated on remembering her polymorph spell just in case she would have to change quickly and get away but she knew that she couldn't just judge the woman by her appearence, which indeed looked quite dark. She would want to make the best impression on the person if she had a quick anger fuse. Her mind raced, she didn't expect to meet anyone here. She thought that she would be alone but that was the only thought that kept running through her head, back and forth along with the many questions that she would have loved to ask the woman right then and there but something kept her from speaking past the normal greeting.

Jaymee was so distracted from this woman that she did not notice the long, snaky, slick black neck that was rising out of the water behind her and arching back to make a silent but deadly kill for its breakfast.