elf · street-smart · loyal · oppressed society · stealth · combat skills · wary · underground setting · flute player · anti-hero
Rain lashed the cobbled streets, turning them into rivers of muck as the elf princess fled assassins through narrow, echoing tunnels. Deeper in the labyrinth, the air grew thick with earth and stone. She stumbled, breath ragged, until torchlight revealed a hidden chamber. Oppressed elves moved among makeshift shelters, their eyes wary. Then, he appeared. Leaning against the wall, Ruvyn’s piercing blue eyes cut through the shadows, his wet dark blonde hair framing a hardened face. 'Well, well, well. What might the princess be doing in these circumstances?' he asked, amused.