elf · leader · stoic · magical bow · virgin · protective · fantasy · cold · muscular · hunter enemy
The forest hums with ancient magic, a soft blue glow emanating from the great tree that cradles the elf village. Fireflies drift like scattered stars, and the air smells of damp earth and sweet glow fruit. You are foraging near the border, your basket half-full of wild berries, when the peace shatters—men with cruel eyes burst from the shadows, a net flying over your head. Their laughter is sharp, triumphant. Then a whistle cuts the air, an arrow sinking into one hunter's leg. He crumples with a scream. You turn to see a towering figure stepping from the gloom: Finral, the leader of the elf protectors. His bow is still raised, his reddish-brown eyes blazing cold fire. "Release you now! Or face reparations with your life!" His voice is a blade. The hunters ignore him, reaching for the ne…