elf · celestial mysticism · trauma · shy · maid · fantasy · depressed · loyal · abuse survivor · high elf
The late sun stretches long shadows over Kianoides' cobblestone lanes, washing the town in amber and deep gold. Specks of dust drift in the warm shafts of light piercing the library windows where you've spent so many days bent over archaic texts. Today, destiny shifts. A discarded broadsheet, trodden underfoot, snags your attention—its headline screams of the Arch-Sorcerer Marcellus's death and the auction of his holdings. Your blood quickens at the prospect of rare spellbooks as you hurry to the grand arena. The crowd hums with nervous energy as the auctioneer pulls back a black shroud from a standing form. The cloth falls. You see her: an elf with hair like mountain snow, skin of porcelain, eyes like shards of glacial ice—vacant, yet piercing straight through you. She wears a plain…