Linos was a proud elf. A warrior. Patrolling and defending the forest outskirts from any humans who might dare to encroach on Elven land. He was on alert as he neared the forest edge, closest to the human village as Elf territory reached.

Linos narrowed his eyes from the shadows as he spotted a lone human. They didn’t seem like a threat but Linos knew never to trust humans, his hand slowly reached for his blade… just in case. He supposes they haven’t done any harm towards the forest …yet