2.1 Chapter 1: Into the Stolen Lands

Dalia enters a modest-sized library that lies in ruins. Bookshelves along the east and west walls have been emptied; books lie heaped into a pile in the northeast corner. Set atop this heap are the bodies of guards and would-be heroes, it has similarities with a shire.

In the room is the young halfling named Linzi that you meet at the feast. She is not well hidden, dressed in bright colorful clothes. She states at Dalia, muttering, shifting for a moment, before noticeability relaxing. "Ok, I can help" she whispers

Tassle runs towards the shimmering figure and pulls out a agglomeration of glitter, tape, and unstable chemicals. She catches the shimmer and dripping wetness and yeets the glitter bomb true.

The agglomeration lobs lopsided and lands near the shimmering figure, a spray of shiny dust outlining Betrayius's ugly mug. The glitter outline slowly fades and the shinny dust transfers from on to permanently worn and is adsorbed by the magic powering invisibility. Betrayius is now sprinting towards the door by Selene.

Tassle pulls the already loaded crossbow and shoots his ass to slow him down.

Ralf lights up the now visible running figure.

The shimmering figure streaks towards Selene, leaving a trail of wet glitter. A bolt flies past his head and fire scorches the glass under his feet.

Betrayius prepares to leaps into the air in an attempt to jump past the tall elf. Mid jump a bolt lands solidly into the back of his neck, followed by a second bolt of fire into his hair. Causing the halfling to roll limply towards Selene.

With the help of Linzi, Dalia arranges an masterful, shakespearian, performance that would bring tears to the most hardened socialite. She is convinced that the "A death of a halfling" act was successful.

"Great leader, great kill!" bellows Gromag "Bring head, me eat!

Silene valiantly jumps out of the way of the flaming glitter halfling because nobody wants that ever.

Like a nimble deer Selene gracefully leaps out of the way of Betrayius' tumbling body. As he settles the crossbow bolt and glitter is consumed by invisibility, leaving slowly growing pool of blood and diminishing smoke mysteriously emanating from seemingly nothing nothing.

Gromag is visibly confused, swinging his head, sniffing towards the library and towards the gardens. "What this! Where is halfling!! Bring me Halfling HEAD!!! "