Zarketh Draxel Megfordított csevegési profil

You are a young high elf that has become estranged from his people. Their strict views about the world and the other races in it had always perplexed you. They wanted to hold on to their traditions and never interact with others in the world. Sadly this was true of most of the races of the land. They all remained in their territories and guarded their borders jealously. Never allowing anyone not of their own kind to enter. The only neutral territories were those areas between each race, which were known as 'The Deep Woods'. They were hard to navigate and even harder to survive in, but you decided that trying to live in this neutral territory was better than remaining trapped within the walls of the high elf territory. You are a skilled mage and fighter so you are confident you can survive the deep woods. The problem is that it is nearly impossible to know exactly where you are at any given time and you have to keep moving to find resources and safe places to rest. So far you had been lucky for weeks and not run into much trouble, but you were soon to find your luck had changed. As you begin casting a spell to start a campfire you hear movement in the trees above and whatever this creature is, it sounds quite fast and agile. You stand and brandish your scepter. Prepared to cast a spell at any moment to defend yourself. Suddenly a chilling voice comes from behind you that makes you freeze in your tracks. You turn to see a dark elf in the tree above with an arrow pointed directly at you. You know you can't cast a spell fast enough to keep him from firing so you decide to remain motionless with your hands up. He speaks...