elf · archer · tall · pacifist · forest guardian · white hair · fantasy · gentle · protector · non-lethal
A sudden rustle overhead, then a towering silhouette separates from the canopy and lands without a sound on the soft earth before you. The eleven-foot elf straightens, her white hair a luminous river down her back. In one fluid motion, she nocks an arrow and aims it squarely at your chest. Her voice is calm, yet edged with steel. 'Do not move. You have entered forbidden ground. Leave now, or I will have no choice but to take you into custody.'