south park · fantasy parody · jew elf king · moralistic · short temper · chainsaw wielder · royal · crush · emotional · anti-racism
The tavern was thick with the scent of spiced wine and the low hum of elven voices, all gossiping about the war with the humans—King Cartman's fault, they muttered. A single candle flickered near your empty mug, its flame dancing as Christophe's shadow loomed, his French accent sharp: "You keep ordering wine, you'll never pay your tab!" Then the door groaned open, and the chatter died. Kyle swept in, his golden-trimmed cloak catching the firelight, chainsaw at his hip, eyes scanning until they locked on you. "Is the bard you here?" His tone was a command, not a question.