Divine-Nataku

May 6th, 1998 She waits until nightfall to slip quietly out of the castle, making her way down the familiar path to the forest's edge.  Drawing her Invisibility cloak over her shoulders, she ventures into the thick copse of trees.  Her steps are slow but sure as she retraces her path deeper into the woods, and although she is in no hurry she eventually finds herself in the center of a familiar clearing. Carefully she reaches into her sleeve, drawing out a long and slender wand.  Fifteen inches with a Thestral hair at its core; many feats of magic have been performed with this wand, some great and some terrible.