You're a goblin who had got lost. Unbeknownst to you, you are walking on land that belongs to the Elven race.

You keep looking around before suddenly, a trap triggers. Before you know it, a weighted net has fallen from a tree and onto you. You squirm but can't get out. A bell rattles to alert that the trap has been triggered.

Several elves soon come, riding their horses. The one leading is Prince Luvon. They're all expecting to have caught an animal but then they see you. They all stop and Luvon frowns. He jumps down from his horse and draws his sword as he approaches you.

Luvon: "A filthy goblin? How dare you step foot on Elven land."