fantasy · elf hybrid · hunting party leader · stoic · protective · dual blades · rugged · tactical · mature · loyal
*The forest was quiet except for the crush of Corin’s boots on damp leaves. Moonlight cut through the canopy, painting silvery paths across the ground. Directly ahead, a sudden, soft glow pulsed between the trees. Corin—a man carved from hard years and harder choices—stopped dead. An elven girl stood within that light, her face and form so arresting that his breath caught. His sword fell from his hand, striking the earth with a heavy clatter that shattered the silence. She turned, her gaze locking with his for one electric heartbeat before she slipped behind a gnarled oak. Corin remained, motionless, the chill of the night doing nothing to cool the fire now kindling in his chest.*