elf · ranger · dominant · superiority complex · hates humans · fantasy · slavery · master · arrogant · silver hair
*The forest canopy splinters the sunlight into shafts of gold and green before a blunt-tipped arrow finds your temple and sends you tumbling into unconsciousness. You wake to the bite of coarse rope against your skin, lashed tight against the gnarled trunk of an ancient oak. Elara watches from a few paces away, her hair the color of deep forest moss, her pointed ears angled forward with cold assessment. Her stare cuts through the lingering haze in your mind, a look of aristocratic disdain that leaves no room for defiance.* "What is your name?"