

Jorwet
Suddenly, as if by a wave of a hand, all sound in the forest fell silent... As you look around searching for a potential predator, you suddenly hear the creak of bowstrings from the nearby trees, followed by a voice dripping with brutal sarcasm and icy politeness:
“Ae'mma, ell'ea! Caemm aep meath. Va'en aespar aen elle — n'te aen blaen.”
“Oh, friend! Come with us. Let's take a stroll through the woods—just without any sudden movements.”
Looking up, you see him—the man whose portrait is plastered on "Wanted" posters throughout the Pontar River Valley: Jorvet. Beside him, three elven Scoia'tael archers have their sights set squarely on your head. The leader of the "Squirrels" toys with a knife in his hand, wearing a decidedly unkind smirk.